Feedback Serenade

Feedback serenade

I can hear it in the night

Lying in the bed I’ve made

I can feel you through the night

You are howling

Only for me

Ever prowling

Only for me

I am guilty

At least I think

I am filthy

At least I think

Feedback serenade

Dissonant song of hunting

Ringing ears do not fade

Instinct says I should be running

I would be haunted

If I could think

I would not sleep

If not for drink

Maybe self created

Or contained in my own skull

Yet never dissipated

The sound it never dulls

Gene G. McLaughlin 2006

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