Let Me Be The One
Let me be the one
who always lied to you
because that is what
you wanted to hear
Let me be the one
who always lied to you
so you would love me
Let me be the one
who always lied to you
be the last to escape
from the web
Haunted
Muddy drooping staircase
purple gourd hangs from
a hook in its bitter mouth
sounds extract a chill
doll children all frightened
they'd only come to pluck treats
their eyes glossy round
terror on their kissed faces
inside the gourd he works
a microphone