Of Montreal

[whispered]: Whirlwind blow blowing in ??? the ??? message ensured 

park within car passes terminal empty 

cracks started showing through unlisted mystery 

a dead child was thrown through a window 

wind opens windows 

whirlwinds carry promises truth 

will unleash us little dogs 

bite flesh biting exposing freezing the soul 

whirlwind blowing through the soul 

guilt crashes ceiling now fantasies gone ages ago 

messed up guilt crashes through the privacy gone ages ago 

??? chest  freezes hands pale lighter frozen paintings illumination gone (not wrong) 

??? chest 

sides heaving chest boxed in I will find the real you 

writer hand in smokes (thieves/speaks?) my treasures (hand?) 

I write a note tossed aside 

tossed aside word shines through a powder baby the real you 

love shines through a powder feeds the real you 

love shines through a powder feel the real you 

love shines through a powder final curtain what's become of me and you