core of consciousness

trying to get to the heart of the night

into the very core of consciousness

through rooms of horror and delight

on pink-green neon streets,

fantastic girls' wishlist

dying for the heart of the night

the light-dark core of consciousness

and even greats are left outside

searching, staring,

whisperless

thinking of the heart of the night

that known-elusive consequence

of shots thru hate and wild excess

and lit like broken consciousness

reading of the heart of the night

a quickened pulse and warmth caress

the wisdom or some vain pretence

around the core of consciousness

mountjoy square, dublin (middle of the night, 19-04-2008)