Sorry for the lack of words. Here's a spontaneously psychotic bit of blather (alliteration is fun).
Night Musings
Beyond these windows and walls
The chaos of worlds harmonizes
With the symphony of trains flying through the air
Outside, a war is waged by boys
And boys of men who sit immobile
Only their voices charging the enemy
Ghosts of the victims of self-inflicted violence
Take shelter with me
In my dreams I rush to meet them
Desperate for their false touch
And their silent forgiveness
—Adrienne McKay 2010
