the lullabiesof the many cricketsoutside whocan't seem to sing themselves to sleepthey scream ruthlessly, chirpingtwitteringsingingcheeping andpeeping..
she likes to use my name a lotand her mouth ovalizes to forman egg, spilling a fire marinatedyolk inside my ear pans;then bigger.... then teeth clashi..
Just a little experiment in class. I'm sorry if this offends anyone, I am not racist. I will take it down if it is, though. My inspiration? the ending..
The moon seems to have lost its memoryand its light crawls into my lapfor comfort, I cradle it slowlythe stars seem to have lost their waymere smudges..