Because At Midnight Other People Come Poem by James McLain

Because at midnight when normal people sleep,
She and I, we can not not where they do,
and evening where it ends and morn begin's.

I have seen where I will sleep,
their dead that go unseen, by God, that I now see,
in love ignored my every thought.

We two, whom after love have come and gone.
Where normal people lay and tend to rest,
and claimed by many name's, she doesn't know.
A guest confused, a guest amused and music loud
In laughter drift's, when love's at stake.