Man in the moon, high in the night sky,
share your secrets, tell me why...

No more tears,
only smiles shall grace...

Thoughts explore menacing memories
buried deep beneath the surface...

Poets sleep on a cold mountain of longing,
amongst shadows of winter as oceans cry...

Sign of the times, progress.
No longer do we use normal words...

Temptations blowing in the wind,
offerings from invisible entities...

Apathy permeates minds,
drones replace thinkers...

"Baby, I have no story to be told
But I've heard one of you...

Demons, devils dwell in my head.
Long sharp claws are scratching the wall...

Recipe for drama.
A word, a look...

Quietly spoken with a smile,
sweet words, come here my little fawn...

Pensive palms so tall,
fronds moving lightly with each...