We keep secrets
Code see
Concrete body
Jello centred soul
Words like ouch and anxious
You know
To hollow us out
To stitch us up
To help corrode our soul
She claps happily
But concrete fluff cannot be blown away
She claps happily
Soulless food
Dry bread
Yellow cheese
It makes us gag
Like we are being swallowed
The meal we need is in our bag
We can just eat it
Like we do at home
My soul
And I honestly can’t say why
I say
Because we are not allowed to be
Because we are not allowed home
We turn it into sugar
Spit it on the dry bread
Screw it up like ruined paper
I think
Inside
But this is fun enough
We keep secrets
Code see
But you will never kill what you cannot know.