Edged In Black

Morning shadows fall across me
I feel them saturate, I let them in 
I hear the call, but will I answer 
to roam the woods at 3 AM

Nice idea, but I'd better go in 
Sink down secure in my sickbed
Lately my constitution's squeamish 
Insisting on its loneliness 

Tonight it fits tight 
Strangles out my wildling ambition 
Maybe it's good enough to be dreaming 
of madness in the moon's jurisdiction 

Lyrical lunacy cast in bone white 
Edged in black, standing stark in relief 
against the roiling, purple sky 
Shimmering like a spell, unburying needs