What do you think of it?
What comes out of it?
In the beginning, it intrigues you
Maybe something completely to disregard
Then takes your fancy upon it,
And goes round and round about it.
Suddenly, a queer thought possesses you
Your desire to get at ease with it without being accustomed
Of pulling strings around you without being attached
Of calling it names without giving it one.
You’re puzzled, you’re intrigued, you’re appalled and yet you’re there
Back and forth, high and low
Slowly, the ‘it’ grows into you,
Eating the life out of you
Rekindling the life of life in you
The fancy has turned to hatred
With vehement passion unleashed
To be finished…
What comes out of it?
In the beginning, it intrigues you
Maybe something completely to disregard
Then takes your fancy upon it,
And goes round and round about it.
Suddenly, a queer thought possesses you
Your desire to get at ease with it without being accustomed
Of pulling strings around you without being attached
Of calling it names without giving it one.
You’re puzzled, you’re intrigued, you’re appalled and yet you’re there
Back and forth, high and low
Slowly, the ‘it’ grows into you,
Eating the life out of you
Rekindling the life of life in you
The fancy has turned to hatred
With vehement passion unleashed
To be finished…
