Evil minds linger beneath my sheets lack-of sleep, I weep, wishing to move…so it cannot harm us.

D, T, N, is cometh, thy body and taking over my body, then noxious.

D, T, N, stands for ( don’t trust your neighbor) still noxious; of loud noises of silence, then sirens, then they mock us.

Bad chimes of speechless pests; that linger when headaches get bigger; are minds, then get filled with puss.

Laughing; inside and chuckling separating us for the selfish deeds and piss on our puss liquidating the puss to be more puss.

We leave; someday; chuckling as it happens to some victim filling them with black-puss.

This is…Compton neighbors.