Stuck in your slimy trail

Stumbling I my own broken dream

In a trance of treachery

Fraud flung like 52 card pickup

Double and triple and quadruple dealing fuckery

Your cunning and manipulative nature is driven by great ignorance

This trail is a prison in your superstar circus

This splinter in your minds eye is festering

And boiling into a third eye

A star stapled to my breast

Fantastic ruses in spectacular motion

Successful subterfuge bravo bravo

Its all appreciated

Thank you thank you

I’ll add it to my many scars