Boisterous thoughts,
I scream for you,
In my head. It's all about
Me and this rampant melody.
Symphony of
Sighs, and ifs...
Too many sharp notes,
Jumping from site to site,
Twitching the core,
The main core of this
Rampant melody.
When did you start muttering
Biting songs
Inside my mind? Reading in
Between the
Lines of this autobiography?
But there is no you,
You are my honed me.
It's all about
Me and this rampant melody.
A.
