Modest Sounds by Michael Brandon Odom

Modest sounds my mind speaks in 3’s
What a shy comfort multi-colored fall leaves
In and out w/ confusing thoughts
We were never something including faults
Down to drown your milky white skin
Blood to tears to fears we all sin
Snap of a bone and drying eyes
For no more will anyone feel your cries
Premeditated state I gotta go
I’ve created someone you will never know
Starless midst open wide
Run rabbit run you can not hide
Outter boundries a shell like crack
Mearly enough not much I lack
To not show how, may I turn my cheek
The night is perfect for all to seek
Hopes are high and heads are low
Compare my time, this is my show
A hint of perfume among the fog
Diluted down strapped to a log
Floatless weights stir crust thats blind
Howling moon gives light to mind
Trickle Trickle the deeds been done
Lifeless greed no more I’ve won