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Mysteries of the Night

It was in a lift that we met
he was a stranger, I was strange.
I was pressing buttons, in hopes
that the scene would somehow change.

He cast a quizzical gaze
at my constellation of lights,
I whispered my secret. “ I know,”
I said, “the mysteries of the night.”

His face then changed
eyes wide with admiration.
He listened as I explained
the world’s true foundation.

“I can stop time.” I told him.
and hit the red button to prove it.
“Are you a philosopher?” he asked
“or a celestial poet?”

When the doors finally opened
he ran from my sight
disappeared like a cloud of smoke
into the mysteries of the night


Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2025-2026)"  Week 33 and "PromptMaster !"  Week 3 Prompt April

Promptly Poetry Prompt
Use this title for this weeks poem: Mysteries of the Night

Promptmaster Prize Prompt:
The most absurd thing to say that is likely to make a mysterious stranger think you’re a poetic genius.