muppets suck muppenises

Here I live
Always wanting to be alone
With all these funny strings
On my fingers
It’s not that hard really
To be so vain
Faking self assured
One step ahead at most
Then no one tries
To call you out
Asshole puppeteers aren’t smart
Stop feeding them
The minute they glance
Down miles of fishing lines
At the marionettes that smile
All the fucking time
They fantasize about all those van doors closing at once too soon
And hope they can’t reattach
Mend or even graft a single
Midas touch wand to their hand
That does absolutely nothing
Perfectly
Then people clap and the lights turn on
And they go home
They watch the news
And eat ham with their kids
Just like their parents did before
And their grandchildren will do just the same
Just a little better than the puppeteer
And that is more than enough
Even rag dolls on lanyard can dream
To pull the strings
Over and over until it seems
Unrehearsed, genius some say
But it is really not a talent
To stop giving a shit
(unless you practiced so hard)


I lost my way with words.