Silhouette, silhouette
cast me out,
put me in your paper bag
then burn it down
let the rain degrade me
to this gob of grime
tear my limbs in wedges
then stitch it up

Silhouette, shadow dear
render me now
to the lowest being branded
by thee, mighty God
then let them stare at me
with awe and love

I will peek at their ethos
just to see desire
for the things they cannot,
and will never have
I guess the world soon be ending
with dreams that hang
within that wishing well,
that drained, once doused