I reside in a giant circle
surrounded by curved walls
There in a corner
sits a beauty.
Young girl, who has experienced so little
won�t you experience the world
with me?
So we turn away
from this lustful scene
to the nest act in the play.
A boy sits on some steps
in front of some public building
he squished the army of ants
passing by
as he stares at a girl
kissing her boyfriend.
Dear ant, I wish you could squish me.
I rather die than see this embrace
so we turn away
from the jealous scene
to the third act our play
Little girl with big blue eyes
a cute little dress
and unkept hair.
I rather not look
at the horrid action about to
take place
as the old man enters
Let us turn away
from such vile scenes
to the final act
Where a boy stands
alone in a bright room
staring up to his ceiling
enjoying the sight of the
fan
making quick circles
round and round
as he slides
the blade across his wrists
and falls gently to the
ground.
There he lay
as we shall lay
beside him
and enjoy the beat
of his heart
till it suddenly stops
and warm red blood
rises around us
and we drown
in the life of this boy.