Invocation to the Madness

O frankness,
O honesty,

Embody me.

Influctuate yourself
in wordy melodies.

O energy,
am I really listening?

Keep words coming ...
Keep words coming...

O injustice
how your needle stings,
O angel junkies
we've clipped your wings,

O water hymns and
whispered prayers,
washing away the streets' layers
of sins and secrets,
(your words do wonders
you'll never know.)

O magnetic forces, and sound,
draw to me the lost words,
that broke
when they hit the ground.

O poetry and madness,
all euphemisms and lonely couplets,
Don't abandon me now,
you see,

I'm only just getting started.