Calling for no one

If misery loves company

I‘m company incarnate

Noble lovers cower

In replenishing resolve

The evil that precedes it

under moonlight mine alone

In the shadow of an everlasting father-spoken no

I‘m calling for no one

In time

I‘ll die singing

We only obey when it’s late

In the hearts of almost toy-like people

When I want to think I see

these weed-inflicted poorest hours

Like voices in the night


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