The lights are out
in this darken old town
the cats are hungry
the rooms are cold and lonely ,

In the kitchen
all the dishes are *****
the icebox is empty
just like the old house
with lots of rats
the old cats loves to eat them ,

I have my dreams
but my dreams are taken over me
so I try so hard not to sleep
so I write down my thoughts
in my own blood stain Ink ,

the roof makes so much sounds
when the wind blows around town
the trees loos their leaves
upstairs is many rooms
but each door that becomes open
has a new pain of dreams ,

The lights are out
in this old town
you can see the clown
getting beat down the street
Dark Angel is making his rounds
gathering up the clowns
that around around this old town .

Poetic Lilly Judy Emery (c)