We lock the hurricane indoors. Looking for shelter, we deny and ignore. Afraid that our words bring clouds we talk in code. The thunder of cruel perfection covers love and we're cold.
Look at how they've washed your brain. Down the info TV drain. You're back before you ever came. To find out what you need. . You try too hard, you try too soft.
My T.V. doesn't listen when I give it pieces of my mind. It keeps making everything the same size. Pain is pleasure when it's televised. . Plastic is forever.