rubbernecking

yes, i know of the faultless dark
they of the glaz-ed eye
who look upon our dearth of dash
and disembowel our sigh

they gaze
this glaze a smear of cause
and lift the guise as is his due
and yes....I know
I know it well
as surely as do you....

you can not blame hormonal surge
that animalistic fruit
it has no place in suffering
that light is lit and mute

just fade to shade
construe, oh......you knew
you stand aglaze
ablaze....renewed

the sacrifice was neer refused
now hollow be your values queue
oh ye of the glazed eye