crimson streets

[lostNfound]

shadow men dancing like puppets in the night
masquerading as henchmen
lost on their way to the dick tracy convention
bouncing dancing darting and floating benath the street lights
often times in appearnce a mythical bedtme charcter on a broomstick
framed by the pale moon
and always the big willow tree creaking and swaying in the night
what lurks beneath is only one keyturn away
from stability and the straight now
but the old lock is rusted into the oak
the door so long unused almost petrified
like a roadside show and tell
an unnamed pitstop for passers by
who wont stop for no one these days
and the wind blows the clouds in and they settle in for the night
covering the moon from sight
and then they come out to play
no more creaking doors
theyre all shut tight now
until........................................................................................

 

[Mehm]

very cool. the fall/halloween imagery paints a vivid picture.

 

[up all night]

This was eerie, lostnfound.

 

[(Wordy)]

and always the big willow tree creaking and swaying in the night
what lurks beneath is only one keyturn away

Yep, this is eerie alright. I found the reference to the Dick Tracy convention pretty amusing too...