Black
Blue
Purple
These are the colours of my rosy indentations
where my chains strangle me beneath the fabric of my wrists and ankles
I know you're going to strangle me forever at the bottom of this fishpond
So with the time I have I'll serve you with my sight and my words but nothing else
You may look through the rippled hollows of my eyes
And watch what I see with the wavering of my lenses
I'll let you hallucinate in my head
I'll whisper bubbles at you in an attempt to shield myself
While my throat is dispersed in salty blue, and I'm dispersed in salty red
And you'll be satisfied for a little while because I'll be silent like a doll
I'll be yours