NaPoWrimo 11/30 Ravenous

 
Hungry ghosts reaching past the dead / Whispering to me while I’m laying in bed / Flickering murdered still stirring / Murmuring / “I need what’s in your head” / Wish it was just walls that bled / But since childhood they’d come / Shoulda feared the wild / Coulda steered by freestyle / Woulda covered miles to run / Instead I fed them some / So now every epiphany comes like redrum / Murderous symphony credit to my tongue / Wonder yearner / Equal parts Michael Shermer and Sun Tzu / Burn through the New Normal Shook / New comedic look on the Anarchist Cookbook / Expressed in lyrical left hooks / Jests of crooks / But Loki took it clean / Wit stream slices keeping shit light / Like seeing in the dark by knife gleam / Sparks of bright beams / My synesthetes all feel that spike / Second sight behind the schemes / Delight in the biomechanics of unrealistic fight scenes / Kisses and bites through seams / Night screams / Vice cream