eye NEED you to come in closer....

today is....  may twentyfourth....

today....  eye want you to....  come in closer....

serpants go home for the night....  

the thunder cloud rain....  hits the freeway.... 

and....  the clownss put on makeup for show....  

tonight....  the wind....  she blows....  tonight....  the wind she blows....

we go dancing with devils....  we will waltz like an army....  for the fear of our pain....

the truth become lethal....

where my shoes become hammers....

and....  words become sand....

like a sour patch....  a wedding batch of roses you threw across the floor....

in a rusted arm rocking chair....  eye rock away from your storm....