Keep it barred.
I retreat
Leaving tracks
Of strange feet-
Something else
Is guiding my motion:
Play is going just grand
For I'm here to pretend
Like I'm through
With any emotion.
Master every denial
For an upcoming trial -
I'm immune in a sensual way
But I burn from inside
With wild uproars of pride
While my heart's thinning fast
Into string...
It will pass - I will rise
To confuse men and mice,
To preserve every shade on the wall
But it's such a slim chance
That I ever can dance
Like that day when we met
Long ago.