Serenity,
Obscenity...

It scares me,
the Surface...

Geriatric Jitters,
looking for some critters...

Little red robin with hidden pains,
Sleep to sing another day...

When the piano stops playing
the music ceases to be heard...

Cloaked figures play
children hide in alley ways...

Holding onto some Semblance,
of my former self...