Nighttime
At night I seem to have my most productive hours
The action of day slows down
And give room for unnecessary things
Day is the time of making for continuation
In to the future
Night gives room for space
And space has time for the dripping of water
For thought-streams and useless ideas
And for the play of looking in to all this
Never really getting there
Then, fall asleep
Wake up
And long for another night
With hope
For answers