Darkness, do not part
Gloom the ocean of my mind
Stars, do not shine bright
Bitter water, veil his life
Suffocate my memory

He mumbles
He is never wrong
He is not for me
He prefers to mumble
than to speak
than to pour love
into my clear glass
than to clear my sky
that nice, clear, blue color
Of my brain pool.
Truth is a table
after eating.
Clear away
my unwanted words.

Nanny says No,
Am I a billy goat?
But I prey,
I don't pray.
Nanny says No,
Am I her quote?