Ulterior Motives

I am not so sure about
Living dangerously...
I possess a sick sense of irony
And poetic singularity.
I have nightmares symbolic
Of deep dark holes.
Wearing a black coat.
Analysis of the night sky,
In the absence of stars above.
Such ulterior motives in language,
Takes a phenomenal amount of communication.
The cold cold sun.
And a winter getaway.
My investigation is a trip
Of a transcending lie.
In morning light.