Staring Problem

Those Who Seek Shall Find (2012)
 
 
Oh, must you?
& to whom do
I pay my evil debts to?
Uncovered diamonds in my soul
 
I’m dewy-eyed like a doe.
Mired in your wheeling,
it was eventual.
I see no way out…
 
A brush of fate, and a stroke of luck
A brush of fate, and a stroke of luck
 
As dusk falls,
midnight steals
secrets tucked for another year.
Stretched fingertips climbing out...
 
I can’t escape you.
All that you do throws stings
and vindictive moves.
Barely dodging your cavernous bite
 
Dragging slantwise,
your words torment.
I point my eyes
to the firmament.
The truth remains
a convolution.
And sinister was the action..
 
Fickle people are fickle,
Predictably unpredictable,
Reliably unreliable.
 
Incriminating details about you.
Quite frankly,
It’s getting a lil’ spooky.
I’m so divided as a whole.
 
I’m dewy-eyed like a doe.
Mired in your wheeling,
it was eventual.
I see no way out…
 
A brush of fate, and a stroke of luck
A brush of fate, and a stroke of luck
 
Oh, must you?
& to whom do
I pay my evil debts to?
Uncovered diamonds in my soul
 
I can’t escape you.
All that you do throws stings
and vindictive moves.
Barely dodging your cavernous bite,
Your cavernous bite
 
Dragging slantwise,
your words torment.
I point my eyes
to the firmament.
The truth remains
a convolution.
And sinister was the action..
 
© 2012 MOXA