* hear the cherub cackle of the fabled skull kids on his approach. hear the dancing bones and chattering teeth and oh so much more. know him by the forecast of hostile grey clouds / that swarm and cast down a monochrome light upon the land. know him by his discombobulated behavior / how his joints move as if tied by thinly wire.
“ have you ever seen the moon from up close ? ” a question, almost innocent in nature, / soon contorts into something more sinister / interrupting before she can speak a word. “ heheheheh. well, you’re about to. heheheh. ” as if on queue, as day transcends into night, / cometh the lunar scourge, newly found countenance and all ! sounds like distant rumbling as the moon yearns to break down the atmospheric layers of the earth and / consume everything. “ absolutely stunning, don’t you think ? heheh. take a picture, it’ll last longer ! ” ( @rosacrown liked !
