Wispy Little Creatures
Wispy little creatures in the corner of the eye
wispy little creatures always whizzing by
never make a sound vanishing for days
turmoil is their haven and favorite resting place.
They're not from here-they lead a double life
mayhem is their mistress-more mischivous than kind
capture your attention-then vanish like the wind
burying the good deed-polishing the sin
keepers of all secrets-they know all of mine
wispy little creatures-trespassing on my time
wispy little creatures-nibbling on the mind.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2019
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