The Show


look at how 

they’re looking at us now

we must look 

ridiculous to them


in these strange bodies

soft heads

the size of 

several men 


did you know

we're the show

expected to bomb


the show 

showing them up 

all wrong 


we do these things 

over and over

that’s what it means

to be professional 


looking for 

deeper satisfactions

wearing out

their gut reactions 


layers upon layers 

peel off the onion 

we’re still here 

we’ve still got them 


spinning their heads

before we let go 

we’re some fast turtles

and that’s our show

◄ I was the wife

my upfall ►


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