A large cry stifled
At the keys, clacking
On the overwrought forgettings
It’s all for you
All for this
At once I remind
Of the dreams we lost
On an instance of which was not
All for this
All for us
Above the surface
I may be reusable
But under the asylum of sound
I am nothing but this
Destroyed by this
I’ll be all you want
I am everything wrong in this equation
But under the seducing cage grate
I’m just a queer, no eyes on me
All for this, but not for you