Today,
I awoke to the sound of your voice...
Images of your face etched in with your white hot,
steel fingernails.
Graciously placed in my vivid memories.
For weeks I've been clear of troublesome dreams,
yet,
your snake like self seems to trek throughout miles of synapses,
just to laugh in my face for a night.
It's very rude...
Oct 24, 2015
Oct 24, 2015 at 9:39 PM UTC
Today,
I awoke to the sound of your voice...
Images of your face etched in with your white hot,
steel fingernails.
Graciously placed in my vivid memories.
For weeks I've been clear of troublesome dreams,
yet,
your snake like self seems to trek throughout miles of synapses,
just to laugh in my face for a night.
It's very rude...
Still ranting.
Just go with it.
©Kyle Fisher
