March 20, 2010
Jeff tormented by what he cannot control…
Rest in Peace
Theres a moth attacking the burlar alarm
I know it is
Readily I have the code
The high pitched squeel, remains in my head
I cant find the moth
I cant sleep
What if someone gets into the house
I hear noises, outside, inside
I no longer trust Im safe
All my possessions lost
The fire burnt well, too hot
Now I shall sleep
If I can find a bed.
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