Kid In Ga

I'm on that stupid mode! Ignorance shooting like haters: No wars, no conflicts... Running in circles: "Ain't that Ouroboros" I know Venus scared of snakes, Hence the circle we always have to draw! Whoa! creepy nights as moon crescent appears, waning..., waning..., waning...! New babes coming and dark lovers: Barking and howling for lock hours, Opening windows for outcasted ghosts; Top air winds coming in... Greens and purples to being laughed- at by dolls, no puppet masters... Little strange things, girlish "leaning" on my vintage; vanish painted doors, Oh Willie...! Having bad trips due to low sugar levels Driving "fast" In the dark, Humming..., humming..., humming...! Staring at the windscreen: As I reach those tunnels; hallucinations as I'm afraid of exaggerations, even though I love sarcasm! And playing around with syllables- knowing "grammar" gonna get me: Dark pens with red inks; Red lines drawn across words: Sentenced, concords fighting with jargon! Hyphens stopping the war but not recognized by the Language, Gotta keep order: Guess no one likes broken English!