Expression twiddles its thumbs
Waiting for observation to avert
So it can freely hang off the bones
Rest and decompress
With a bit of solice
It can begin to unveil
From a contented painting
Depicting a face of rest
It is an imitation only
I've crafted this mask
It has given me some peace
At first it did create something
Others wanted to see
But the layers of each new portrait
No longer give the old relief
They weigh on the authentic
My general countenance is not me

With each new cup
I worry the well is not deep enough
That I will go there, pale in hand
And find a rancid smell
A frayed rope
Peer into the enigmatic hole
And find I've nothing to tell
How will I placate you then?
If my fount runs dry?
What if your mistaken?
What if I am nothing inside?

Perfectly still
Albeit with a beating heart
The thought of the actual thing
It's existence
It's true you know?
It has already meshed
Absorbed under the skin
Laying on the other side of the world
8546 km as the crow flies
Barely a hairs breadth
Just across the ocean
With not an atom in between

I'll stay for eternity
Hidden in between the lines
I'll do it mute if you need
That will do just fine
To watch you live your life
As I move along in mine
I know that I'm inside
I can feel that warm home
The one that resides
In your sinews and your bones

My heart is lead
There is a dull ache
All ******* day
In the upper chest
I hope it goes away
But its not lonely anymore
My soul is restful and raw
I surrender to it
Accept and understand it
I will take my eyes
And read of you no more

Truth covered in hypocrisy
I'll sit on my hands in sleep
I couldn't help but take a peek
And it did occur to me
I regret alot of things
I've got this friend you see
He makes me feel
I wanted to keep
And not to steal
I'd go out of my way
To keep that deal
I'll share whats lost
With what was real
I don't regret a thing
Because I got this friend you see
He made me feel

"Dr Dr we need to amputate!"
I prayed for this
I cannot wait
The extention of you
Connected not by some meaty chord
But by some insidious force
Now I see it
And with it you
Exposed to the most obvious truths
Here I come to cut it off
Hack away
A hatchet job
Each new year my distance grew
And I've recovered without you
I found your secrets
I know the cure
Your words are poison
Spit on the floor
Hope springs eternal
Hope dies last
I'm not a part of you
Your a part of my past