The difference between my differences

can not be seen.

In daylight, a lover

In moonlight, a killer

the demons only seem to approach

when nobody looks and

nobody stares

and I prowl around the nighttime

like a robber in despair.

But once light hits

my mask is torn off

and I am once again,

lost in my own fantasies

of brigades and stars

oh! the most beautiful

diamonds and the golden

fantasies of my soul

pour out of my eyes as

a demon in disguise

pushes deep thoughts

into my heart

and I am lost

to my own

evils.