Noah Yoskowitz

Secrets Lost In Fame

Run home to mother’s house down by the ocean.
Ever a day that you would never fear?
Alone, afraid of all unending motion.
Let none, not one shed light on you this year!
I see that you have seen my face before.
Tell no one what I look like, or he’ll die!
You look so puzzled. How may I help you?
And why do you think I would make you cry?

Fear for your life and run home to the mountain,
And run as far and fast as does the wind.
Time is running out so I’ll be counting
All of the times that you have ever sinned.
Lock all the doors and shut the gates and listen.
If she’s not pleased she’ll surely make you pay.
The queen will cry if anything is missing.
You know you’re gone for Hollywood today.


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