Now, I call it- “I’m a Lover, Not Houdini”

We’re cursed, and we’re in ruins
Fashioning this platform of plastic
Artists abound, stalking the night
Like owls and horror movies
We leave our guard up
Perfection, and our plans distorted.
Walk with a candle of Lavender
The smell is as pleasant as this unsettling night
Oh fair moon, how your glow is tainted
We will draw over you, and play make-believe.
In this plot, we’ve lost substance
We’re just a heart, in a coffin

Just a heart in a coffin!

Just a heart in a coffin!

Our love and our hopes are so flammable
With no warning signs, just dreams and nightmares
Curiosity has replaced caution,
Caskets have replaced Curiosity
Go ahead, ask the fallen—but don’t dance with death.
Wipe your tears and forget your fears.
These deaf analytics are like handcuffs and ankle bound anvils
And I’m being locked in a transparent casket by my predecessors
So the world can stare in awe, and do nothing as this veil falls upon us.
Gills just won’t work in these waters.