December 24, 2007

At night~ (a lullaby)

i'm under...going under...

deeper toward the second floor

where the moth flies sickly


straining for the fall

under wings, i cannot sleep

delirium of ravens

feathers choking out my dreams

screaming so to me

tell me, on this second floor

who the moth perceives

flying someplace heaven-close

obliterating me

and i can't try to sleep tonight

with crows so overhead

muttering in feathers

drowning me in bed

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