):They Don’t Do You Ju$tice:(

Is it a cave or a face of barcodes?
A little lullaby that no one else was meant to hear and know
But the morning star and you
Same difference
Flute and toy piano float out the window
To the twisted streets
I’m sorry they don’t do you justice

Kansas is huge when I’m alone
I call your name blindfolded
Always blindfolded
Always crying your name
Always the same
Same everyday
I like how your eyes dart back and forth when you’re building and thinking and dreaming

My grim reaper
I couldn’t help but believe in her
Maybe it’ll be spiritual
Maybe it’ll be something else
I’ll get justice myself

Reviews

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I'm such a fan of your writing because it is so emotive in content. No matter the subject you inject emotions into it and pull from the reader these things. It is what I always strive to do myself. Wonderful work Vertigo.

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Thank you so, so much. This comment means so much and I’m so happy it pulled emotions. Thank you.

[Earthrise]

this feels lonely, but maybe with a twinge of hope. it gives off the feeling of not quite being of this world, and needing someone else who isn't either. it's a darkly romantic piece and i can't help but be drawn to it. great work as always

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Thank you so, so much. You hit the nail on the head with your review. It’s so appreciated. (:

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

A very powerful write
There is a story behind this
I can’t know it
But I really really love the mystery here and the way you write it

[Vertigo Cat1111]

Thank you so much for this review, your words mean much and I appreciate them more than I can say, thank you.