The Bitter Of October

Caught up with many choices

where the countries have no name

words buried in voices

scattered on a wall of shame

Borderline religious

misplaced in a box of toys

running around in circles

headless in the splitting noise

It's going both ways

not taking sides

not letting sensibility stand up inside

Footprints of the little steps

the little thoughts

the candle wax

abandoned in the little flickers

of the bitter of October

Flustered on the little steps

the little thoughts

the candle wax

abandoned in the little flickers

of the bitter of October