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monstercat rambles

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Impulses

Call the inner psycho
Embrace your flaws
And fly your freak flag
Highly

Let the voices in
Talk back to them
And be affected by insanity
Deeply

Follow the wrong instinct
Make some bad decisions
And scream at a random stranger
Loudly

I left under an ugly sky
and you played a bitter song

Beneath a sliver of a wooded moon
I made love to a bare shadow, mean and blue
We whispered our true names into eath other’s ear
and screamed at an owl as it laughed at us
Into a languid dream I fell, warm and sultry
I awoke naked and with the taste of eternity on my lips
and the morning sun shining on my breast, sweet and honey gold

A frantic blue moon
whispered your name
in my ear
I think it was a dream
But now I don’t sleep
when the moon is full
I want one more time to hear
its sweet blue voice singing to me

The volume of silence is loud
but not necessarily clear

Even your two-dimensional
eyes
see straight through
to my soul.

I imagine
you
in my car
languidly moving down the road
through hot summer air
Wind and hair
Some song making love to our ears
making love to our memories
I feel your eyes on me
Watching my every move
and I imagine
a self-satisfied smirk
on my lips

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