bat flies out of the night into
my headlights
loops in draculan arc
it is 4 o clock in the
dark in the maze where my
heart knows no clock
the radio is singing a lesson in
lost love where the wires
buzz and intersect
animal notes in the streets
metal on the field of my tongue
hijacks your signal
like a surprise flight of bat
Sep 26, 2015
Sep 26, 2015 at 4:07 AM UTC
bat flies out of the night into
my headlights
loops in draculan arc
it is 4 o clock in the
dark in the maze where my
heart knows no clock
the radio is singing a lesson in
lost love where the wires
buzz and intersect
animal notes in the streets
metal on the field of my tongue
hijacks your signal
like a surprise flight of bat
Request permission to use this poem