Re: A Thread for Random Musings
Wake UP!!!
You can't remember when it was---
Has this dream stopped?
The snake was pale gold, glazed and shrunken
We were afraid to touch it
The sheets were hot, dead prisons
And she was beside me...
Oh...
she's not...
young...
Her dark red hair!
Her white, soft skin!!
now...
RUN TO THE MIRROR IN THE BATHROOM LOOK!!!
She's coming in here!
I can't live through each slow century of her moving!
As my skin slides down, the cool, smooth tile...
Feel the good, cold, stinging blood...
The slow...
HISSING...
SNAKES---
OF RAIN!!!