Bourbon streetlight,
A murder of roses,
A bouquet of
Crows,
Feeding on the bones
I throne
While I strum
And stone
My bright red
Mandolin;
The moon is a candle
When
She smiles out of
Season,
Birds flickering
In the trees.
The carrion marionette
Is dancing on my
Knees,
I sailed the seven
Breeze of
Madness,
I swam the seas of
Reason;
I fell asleep
Under the willows
I wrote my dreams
Upon my pillows
11.2.26
I am a songwriter and bandleader who travels the world in search of the golden ticket. https://nathan-payne.wixsite.com/home
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