Oh we’re playing with fire alright
Or are we?
One of us is
But neither one of us is willing to give up our flint rock
Perhaps the forbiddenness of our alliance
Is what makes it seem so natural
So necessary for survival
Primitive? Not yet
Am I the cat, or the mouse?
In all scenarios that I relay to myself
I am the cat
Except for when I am not
Ha! If you truly knew the extent to which are my depths
Even so far back as just one month ago
You would fall ill, I believe this to be true
Unless…
Your sickness is as severe as mine
And if we are both hiding these equal atrocities from each other
WOULDN’T THAT BE MAGNIFICENT
Here it is:
I’m trying my best to play fair
I’m telling the truth as much as I can bear to
Being transparent
I’m not sure what you see and don’t see
Many, many many many open ended questions exist
But I do know
That I’d like to spend an hour staring into your eyes
This is fact not fiction
As if some natural disaster would occur
When my irises are steadfast glued onto yours
Similar hues
Entirely different shades, shapes
My elaborate schemes from a past life begin to fade
When you disclose to me even the smallest morsel of your current reality
These tidbits, I hope, I pray are not tainted by
Any sort of otherworldly phenomenon
Existing in you
That I have not been made aware of
Without these schemes…what I am but my own reality?
One that is too bleak to face
I need to stop thinking in unrealistic terms
Unfortunately you and I have not been able to establish any sort of parameters for our extraterrestrial expedition
In fact we have not even been briefed on our undertaking!
Aber
Best case scenario
He’s on the exact same page as I
Worst case scenario…?
Cove Girl 