#186 the eleven
b'the veil lifts to reveal\\nwhat\\u2019s hidden behind\\na translucent curtain\\n\\neleven faceless sad\\nsouls without whose\\ntired hearts lift limply\\n\\nhidden in plain sight\\nthese are the silvery\\nshades of desire\\n\\nhaunt me\\nhaunt me\\ndraw my dreams\\ntug my strings\\n\\nyour symmetry\\nfrightens me as much\\nas your heavy silence\\n\\ni\\u2019m on the floor writhing\\nas the eleven stand\\nmotionless and blue\\n\\nhaunt me\\nhaunt me\\ndraw my dreams\\ntug my strings\\n\\nbhagiti 10.23.07 perrysburg, oh'