At 4:35, He Commanded Thee to Write

Crappy, AFI-inspired poem/lyrics.

I reentered the house in a cold sweat

generated from the swaying of feet

and the swooning of my heart

to write something to be remembered.

My life is an untold tale

unintentionally esoteric

make unknowable

by the lack of proper diction.

But tonight I’m writing it down

I won’t let me die anon

This post-midnight melody

will wake you from your sleep.

I want you to feel this

the nameless dance

I want you to hear this

the nameless song

There is nothing tonight

but me in the moonlight

I’m singing to the stars

all the strangest songs.