Nightly {stream of Consciousness}
Drops of oil
Scar the soul
Scare the mind
Steal the life
Dead
Cold
Frigid and still
Creeping vines
Inching in the dark
Sealed rosebuds
Fall to the ground
Trembling in the wind
Vultures
Beak and Talon
Silhouette against the moon
Darkness under the wing
Tick
Tock
Midnight
Tick
Tock
Die
Copyright © Moose Bak | Year Posted 2009
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