After
Dark
In
between darkness and light is when the geminis sneak out
Cousins
to the gremlins that hide up the water spout
They’ll
take you on if you’re staggering about
Gin or
whiskey is their favorite rout
They’re
of the twos descended from Janus
Deciding
which way to throw you and maybe confuse anima or mus
For as
your consciousness wanes, the un will rise
They’ll
decide and maybe you reprise
Who’ll
pay at this in between time of day?
For the
angels are usually all at play
Currency
is the quality of your soul
Do you
possess virtue or have the venom of a ghoul?
The
deciding comes and you’re riding
Spinning
world that won’t stop regardless of wretched promising
You pay
the price of a night gone wild
In the
light of day your punishment will be hammers in your head anything but mild
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