All skin crawls

And scales shift

Strychnine words

On my finger tips

So let me hide in the tall grass

Conversing with crickets

Giving them hiccups

Yeah, that's the power I crave

To manipulate neglect

Like a pirate of emotion

Taking a drag while dragging my take

Behind, find me, find beauty

You and me, sorry for acting rudely

I didn't, but I will

Words no longer carry weight

And that makes my scales shift

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