Sanus

The silence is blue
Stands out
On a high plateau
In my throat
It’s stuck
Hope falls
Crawls to your hounds

Believe this desolation
Crying crows swoop overhead
Rivers stagnant
Flow from my mouth

You feel my penetration
It brightens the sound
There is no satisfaction
Don’t let it get you down

Your heart ‘s beating blue
There on the ultrasound
Love is the glue
Each time you come around

© 2006, Mosquitobyte