Noise
The pin drops
In the midst of warning shots
The innocent got hit
But all that's seen
Is panic slots
Every inch of moral help
Is only recognised
If a bee pinches a private spot
Sounds great when I sing words
It echoes
Like chirping birds
That is a record I loop
I am not stuck in reverse
Listen to the song
Before depicting every verse
Liars are swarming flies
They leave you in discomfort
Everytime they pass by
Making a buzz to attract attention
Yet only a few notice their methods
Regardless of their little eyes
Flip flops atop wet soil
Eggs crack open
Listen to the snapping turtles
Then just let their water boil
You only know a critter in the dark
When it ruffles an open foil
03.10.2019
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