Restless,
I lumber through...
Scampering on down the hall
like a dog whose found her bone...
My heart is breaking.
My sole he's taking...
Disintegrate! as I expose
your figurative panels, to...
Shadow of Darkness in my arms
Reflections bleed from innocent eyes...
Fathering a goat herder,
Mothering its father...
Whispers rustle the grasses shutters
Yet nothing spoils the silence...
The night is cold and sharp
Like a blade about to pierce...
Trample on my soul
Smother my goals and dreams...
His arm stained red
while Laying on the ground...
The man with wings
flew down to us...
Eighteen years I have,
breathed fire upon lady beetles...