Welcome to Wordville... The writer Kool B as Bingo Lee
After-Image Athena
After-image Athena
There is a whispering shadow following me,
opening doors, closing windows, and providing scraps of empty paper.
She tells me what friend and foe will not,
truth in all her brutal, harsh, and beloved honesty.
…opening doors, closing windows, and providing scraps of empty paper!
Speaking a lost language that has a veiled tongue,
she tells me what friend and foe will not;
pouring me long, thoughtful drinks of water as I'm thirsty.
Speaking a lost language that has a veiled tongue,
spiking a glinting smile behind a deck of shuffled, black, face-cards,
pouring me long, thoughtful drinks of water as I'm thirsty,
she laughs about the coming days ahead.
Each fleeting second brings her closely kept hand to pass.
It could all be lost cosmic shatter.
I remember every mute detail that is of no importance.
Each fleeting second brings her closely kept hand to pass.
There is a whispering shadow following me.