Midnight Life Trial
Sign the stricken spirit on the dotted line of dread
while the wine is tipped in shallow pools which swirl and coat your head
The road back home is only paved with memories loosely tapped
into roots of rotten tree limbs filled with sticky, blistered sap
Wishes fall as paper bark and line the forest floor
Starlight glints behind the clouds and leaves you wanting more
Night time noises concentrate your drunken reverie
while you press your splendid future into bleak discovery
This is your journey, this is your streak
Your moment to bolster the inevitably weak
To stand up in stupor, to rise to the moon
Your scream succor shining on lilies in bloom
For criminal acts which are tattooed on the young
Midnight life trial in shadows begun
Wine altered memories to scatter and pour
To be forever absorbed by the night forest floor...
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