Hush Hush
Clasp Clasp
Clap Clap
I hear my footsteps from behind.
They run
They hop
They chase
They find your mind with every step.
Hush hush
Your tower house
Your laurel house
Your open mouth
Closed.
Closed and close to what
You chose
Far and open to the
Unknown.
Grasp, clasp, clinch
To what is underneath
Release, relax
What you have masked.
Go sing your song as steps go by,
Pastpresentfuture all in one
Hushhush claspclasp clapclap
I mold my footsteps from behind.
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