With your antics
Tangle me in voices
Never knowing truth
Out of stock in choices

Tie me to the chair
Leave me here to sit
Stare with glassy eyes
Bloodshot screaming fits

Put the book before me
Move me like a piece
Caress these wilting flowers
Keep me under the sheets

Loudness corrupts the ears
Adjust the underlying tune
Scare the leaves off maple trees
Throw me from here to the moon

Plastic smiles black and white
Fog consuming glory
Stand me in the coldness
Let me hear that story

Mahogany painted red
Fortunes paper-told
Wax sheathed candles burn
Next to plates enameled gold
 
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