Monday, October 22, 2007

I'm a wildebeast, beset on all sides

With wild wildebeast moans
I feel so alone
With all the grass and dusty dirt paths
Stumbling onward like drunks. calls. lasts.
Forest and vines and wicked moonlight
Wandering, foolishly lost at midnight
And something ain't right
God damn fight or flight
I'm juiced like a naked-chick shaped neon light
Flickering but bright
Turn me on like your red light
Leave me turned on for sin-filled nights
But leave me alone and I'll die
Somewhere out in the forest of lies
Eaten alive

2 comments:

The Menda Agenda said...

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JD Hooton said...

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