Gallimaufry
Fast coursing through my veins A thrum of pulses running deep Waves of the red see convulsing Rendering me powerless in my awakened sleep My solace liberates in the dark nights My companionship lies with the orange moon She lulls me into a pulsing numb With her silky bellowing tune And when she takes her leave I’m left with the thunderous whispers Of my hands tugging at rusted yellow bars And a dim scream of…