Spread it like a firefly
But don't become involved
Into the silent world of insects
Or go shreeking like a dying death's-head hawkmoth
You psycho in disguise
Are you a night creature?
Bird of prey?
Or the devil?
Or all of them?
Do you see it in 361° always overdoing?
Or are you just a sentimental childish old man
Unable to stay clean
Who keeps on splitting souls
Like a crow to feed his fears?
Or worse... your electric ego?
© GdJ