A Slammed Door / The Black Place


How deflating, a slammed door
Followed by shouting & more
Leading Me on a chase and
Down White Rabbit holes

To the Black Place
With a scarred face
Whose eyes are traced
& red like being sprayed
By mace, the kind for bears
Because I’m not trying to scare
Ü, so instead I’m patiently waiting
While I’m warming up your eternal tomb


How deflating, a slammed door

Followed by shouting & more

Leading Me down the rabbit hole

To that dark place with a scarred face

Who’s eyes are traced & red like being

Sprayed my mace, the kind for bears

Because I’m not trying to scare Ü

I’m just patiently waiting when

I’m warming up your tomb

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