Haikus past Midnight (NAPOWRIMO 2015 #03)

Breezy dusk melts through

A city aching for rest

Lampposts stand stalwart.


Screeching in the dark

Echoes in alleys and bars

Owl or girl in need?


As Morpheus fleets ’round

To every bed across town

Tales unfold tonight


Midnight questions all

From king to beggar to whore

And all will fall prey


Does the night, does it

Comfort the broken down souls

That the sun can’t heal?