The vibrations in your throat  
when said calmly makes even glass pain.
Murders have been committed
under your instruction
and remorse is not a word
you've ever looked for.
Laughing, you can attract any being
who is having their last breath
to give it up so to not bare
your poorly planned attempt
as spreading false joy
and when people look at you
they see for a minute a boy,
but for an hour, a picture of embarrassment
you seem to always frame
in the most expensive rotting wood.
It is though you've slight idea how
rough your humor attempts are
or how fake are those who listen.
But at sunset, in a glow that blinds
you still sing so lovely