His Orange Mind

A stray dog
Lost inside of twilight
A blue hound
Trapped inside his orange mind

Left all alone with the ticks
In his ears
He fears

He fears his blood
Will outrun his sprint
He fears his blood
Is itching to win

God no
Oh, no

He got lost fetching fondness
In frosted meadows

He got lost fetching fondness
In frosted meadows

And, that stray dog
He tripped into a blanket
Of black velvet

And, my blue hound
Finally felt calm, calm, calm



Credits
Writer(s): Samantha Archual
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