Kid Kudi

I find myself in the middle of the night when all is still and all is quiet.

Dancing like a lovesick person… Twirling, crawling. My mad heart howling at the night sky.
Singing till I drop… And then whimpering as I enter into a warm embrace with myself.

Feverish eyes gaze at the fabric and fibers in my bedroom, silently.
Till I fall asleep.

I think I’m mad and I love it.

Published in: on October 23, 2016 at 11:08 PM  Leave a Comment  

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