As the Moon Fallsyour freckles dance in the spotlight of soft starsAs the Moon Falls by ~spilttmilkk
summoning the sandman with sagging eyes
he unties the hands of time, bound by licorice veins
that steam with cool sweat that sparkes like dew
and upon the risin sun
hearts tuned to an unknown frequency
we will pray in our filth-filled graves
for the old to replace the new
we shall chant aloud in our state of psychosis
and claw at dirt and worms until our fingernails dry
until "we are dead" becomes "we will die"
and the shrill screech of death
becomes a newborn's cry
Good MorningYou are...Good Morning by ~spilttmilkk
Unconscious on coarse grass
dew-soaked, flesh raw
got the shakes and iced sweat
the horrors came true...
Clouds firing bullets
down tree trunks they spill
we spend time together
and are still feeling lonesome...
Parted lips, parched throat
freckled and farmers tan
dirt-filled sneakers, copper coins
pockets stink of sand...
Flash those broken teeth,
let them spit strange whispers.
Lose the gamble, restart at zero
greet the possible, the probable...