Dec 14, 2004 20:52
The storm in the coloring book graveyard
the colors run
and so do they
with their arms stretched out reaching for you
There is a great tornado
rising and rising
spinning ghosts and blowing leaves
pulling headstones right from the ground
and all this will happen
without making a sound
Skeletons dance
like Indians for the rain
and all this will happen
when you go insane