

Heartstrings.Snap, snap go the strings and from somewhere the laughter bubbles up uncontrollably, somewhere between real and adorable. It wont stop, wont stop, and the curtain is drawn amidst half-hearted gusts of wind that just provoke the laughter hidden beneath it. Rock back and forth, rock a bye baby, like one of those punching dolls that takes everything except a direct puncture and just keeps popping back up like nothings wrong. Keep the curtains drawn, drawn tightly until the show is over and the laughter dies down and the attention is no longer on you but merely your presence and your being has no business there anymore. Snap.Heartstrings.


Fiddler's GreenOne day well get out of this place With the buildings that are too large And the people who are fake Well run away to some faraway place With trees all around us And a brilliant lake Passing by our house Well stay up so late We wont know night from day And when they come a calling Trying to save us from our erroneous ways, Well be sure to tell them stay the hell away. Because we dont have to answer To them anymore And you and I Well live side by side In our little house &Fiddler's Green


Bloody HandsTheres blood on our hands.Bloody Hands
No, no, no, you say. I washed that blood off a long time ago. But blood stains are the hardest to get rid of, they say. Long after your hands have been scrubbed to pieces does the residue remain.
You hid your hands from me, but the blood dripped dripped dripped onto the floor in a pool at your bare feet. One small step and you slipped and fell, and oh the look on your face when you realized that you had been the cause of your own fall.
Perhaps as a saving grace there were few witnesses to your disgrace. Nobody else seemed to be able to see the blood anyway; maybe your bli
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