©29OCT99

they slowly approached the graveyard
in the late evening warmth under the cold stars and clouds
remembering the spectres staring blind eye
unmask the phantom and see where your secrets lie

upon the hour of madness
i awoke to an evil sound
deformed figures evolve on your bedroom wall
on the floor you lay with distant bravery inside

who is that woman in your house
why does that body sleep by your side
only inches more the door of freedom
reach for seconds far from your death