No one knows better than I that the world is absurd
It hypes its own reality and hypnotizes anyone who looks at it too closely.
Look into my eyes, you fool.
You are now completely within my power.
Do you really see me, the colors that I truly am?
Or do you only see what I want you to see?
What color am I? What flavor of poet am I?
But you are only allowed to eat my words before you tell me.
Do you believe that I see you? Through the eyes you are staring into?
Seeing your secret longings and desires? Your terrible secrets?
Could I really be looking at the truth about what it’s like to be you?
Let me snap my fingers… and we’ll see if you wake up!
Catch a Falling Star 