WORK IN PROGRESS - FEEDBACK APPRECIATED!! ;) ---—-------------------------------------------- On nights when the moon Sheds herself of pretense She speaks, Reaches in, Spins out thoughts Like yarn, unraveling
Shows me what I keep What should never be spoken Shows me what I dream What should never be seen
And I can almost feel The cool touch of metal, The warm after- blaze Against my temple, Of a ****** barrel Giving birth to a silencing roar - Pushing through Emptying mind, Thoughts splattered, An abstract on my walls,