screaming goat.



Slow down, speed up.

Don't come in,


Watch out,

keep going,

turn left, turn right.

Never leave your lights on

in the silence of the night.

Yet no signs for me

like, "Don't leave me yet"

just on the door.

Light at the end,

dead now, dead then.

Now forever wandering

in the silence of the night.


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