DoggyStyle
The day progresses
Nice and slow
Clouds make sure
To kick the bow
Of strings
And wings
Never unseen
Make my fish
Very sublime
And now
I’m here
Very sincere
About a life
I’ve never had
Preys and hunters
Sleep together
In his bed
To be
Or not
Oh, jee,
I forgot
A line of peace
The purity disease
And music reveals
Skeletons drawn into the wall
Prepare yourself for the fall