Autumn's Slender Trepidation
Autumn's Slender Trepidation
The moon was silently hiding behind the clouds
When the clock stroke twelve
On dark autumn night
Bats flew faster than planes
All doors and windows were closed tight
A neon-bluish light appeared
From an old and odd castle.
She opened a window
With her slender old hands
Smiling at a hospital
Surrounded by several bats.