I lay awake
Deep into the night
Trying to hide my slithering thoughts
From myself
In the dark shelter of afterlight.
Thoughts dark and deep
Thoughts that make me weep
Thoughts that make me sing
Thoughts that are my everything.
My deepest secrets I veil
From the ogling, spying moon
Lest it ferrets out my suffering
And tattles to you my rune.
I don’t intend you to know
How I agonize so
In your memories I hope you’ll see
Always, a laughing playing me.
MS
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