Tombstones In Your Eyes.

You scurry along the
Morning,
Desperate to devour its
Staggering
Mind.

You defy the
Afternoon,
Laughing at the haunted
Who dance in your
Ghostly
Eyes.

You anger the devil
Who jerks you from the
Night...

When you find
Tomorrow
You will
Fly.
Touching the hand of
Death
Who,ll sneer
When you
Die.
Cassiestar Cassiestar
56-60, M
May 24, 2012