strong silver line
separates lit stage
and red front row seats
I yank out a smile
wearing shoes
with some room for growth
on cold bare feet

you browse through my costume
tinsel hangs down the laps
it's a friendly grin for you
for me, it's a little glimpse
of trance

acting out my short script
you see it in 3D
if only
you've heard from me
I'm into you as ****t
our tied ships would rift
you won't conceive it

fetch a piece of war
for me
that just won't leave me in peace
catch your breath to swirl it
through my spine bone
in a chilling breeze

exhale and follow my mouth
note some flickering movements
body leans, signals slide
widened eye pupils
depthless blueprints
dry language I couldn't hide