moonless sky.

I don’t care about the filmmaker or the musician.

The film or the song, if good, is mine to take.

Who is not important,

What it makes me feel is.

I am a thief who lives in a quiet room,

I rumble through hard times,

And sometimes I look out the window..

I fucking hate the goody in this world,

Not the good, the goody..

The beat and the nonsense, 
it’s not noise.

Angels take me for night flights,

Feelings shouldn’t be fake,

So many people pretend words..

It’s a lonesome place this one,

All the fun one has in dissecting this hole all the way to the soul,

Has great impact in life.