Sundown

No need for shade in the glare of the moon.
Rendering it safer than a sun stroke swoon.

All eaten by night are, for a time, free.
Anything can happen where none can see.

Drunk by darkness, one peers from inside out.
Though, no one outside knows what dark’s about.

The blob of night slips & slides over earth.
Where you were swallowed, you’ll also be birthed.

Miss the cool black in the glare of the sun?
Don’t fret. Today will make another one.