Welcome to my underground,
...Welcome to my fever in the night.
Trap the muse with shaking hands,
...Force her dirty face into the light.

..We'll twist and spin and pirouette,
..A shattered concrete epithet.
..Dressed in feathers, scream like the crow,
..Indulge this flatline vertigo.

Welcome this fluorescent life,
...Welcome this hedonic sharp-shot night.
Lies and truth now seem the same,
...Shrieking to an atmospheric flight.

..A schizophrenic deja vu,
..Crazy wild loving you.
..Come on, sweet, and drop the scythe,
..Singing steel to make me writhe.


.....................................Welcome.










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