I cannot force the word

Collected heap to smell

I'm living what you had heard

I live the lie that you tell

The truth is best to leave alone

Insipid and cut

Look how we've grown

Touch me across a modern tongue

A change a pain under my thumb



See how I've been profaned

See now the lover stained

Sea of bounty holds

See me bought and sold



A shadowed mystery

I know it's better than that

But never white and sent

And rather not intact



Take a breath

When you're falling out of anger

When the danger is ahead