Behind the Paradise motel,
over the cemetery fence...

Sitting on my porch
cicadas bring summer night...

It lurks just beneath the skin
burning it's way out from the inside...

UNLEASHED
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And when colours are grey
and the light grows dim...

Embracing the rarity of sleep
like a welcome death...

I write your name
I write your name...

Gold is a treasure,
to those who seek wealth...

There's a presence,
like physical graffitti...

There are those who think too much
bulbous heads swaying in the breeze...

The sunlight today
as sweet as poison...

Acid snowflakes burn holes
in the outstretched tongues...