(Follow my cue)
(I’ll tell you when you speed it up)
(Then when to read me slow)

(Fast)
I laugh at the idea of love
this sentimental feeling we urge to
convince us that we’re not just little ants
scattering over mother earth’s back

(Faster)
As if we’re trying to convince our
frightened youth within
that there’s a happier ending
to this tragedy we’re all casted in

(FASTER)
CAST
your fears to the wind
as your eyes run out of breath
keeping up my my poetic prose
my repetition is your oblivion,
and you’ll see that we are in fact
ants
alone

(Faster)
scattering down her spine
she doesn’t even squirm
Giggles at our insignificance
we are alone

(Just Fast)
Isn’t that the truth behind
it all
that we’re alone
that eventually we’ll
fall into an eternal rest
sleep
death

(Slow it down for me )
I am the child of the most HIGH
why should I fear loneliness?
He is no kin of mind
Isn’t my present a gift
within myself
I don’t need more!

(Slower)*
I don’t need my hands to wrinkle
entwined with another?
don’t need to run them
through the silver hair of my lover?
Why should an earthly Love be a goal of min(d/e)?