Monday, May 20, 2013

The Eleventh Hour

Rambling thoughts,
they ramble
like a yellow spots on 
eggs! Scramble 

of shivering legs,
of shaky minds, 
and darker nights, 
shady lights! 
bright! bright!! 
the city light!

the red flower
the Venus trap
the flesh devour
a strange mind
the eleventh hour!

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