the ties that bind me here
these faded slides
these monochrome desires
these deepest darkest fears
so light a candle for me tonight
show me your worlds
and all you fear
these prevailing winds will change
candles flicker
as you subjugate me again
his soft parade Marches on
his deviant mind
his strangling of the songbird
your as transparent as those slides
and I see right through
you filmed your minds.
Austen 