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out in the streets performance
They said the box I was in was non-existent
like I was just a mime mimicking silence for attention
they questioned me again and
I responded twice cause I was never listened to
times the charm, but snakes could not be hypnotized with merely song
lyrics like wind pipes could catch the attention of wolves
walking on hot coals, I feel the pain, I'm a man, a myth, a fake
statue, mastery of the art of being used only for a picture
taken from me like cashews from a capuchin monkey
conforming and contorting for street performance
fails cause the one man band never got a record
deal with the consequences of being some clown
make up, the teller read, who knows where your future is heading now
a day's light seems to end its glow way before night
hits with a sword, swallow fish alive, like magic like pickpocketing
pedestrians walking while others are hypnotized by a street performance
of someone juggling, chains aw man, cause escapology did not go as planned
parenthood, time for f, the first five letters of alphabet ran away from me
like speechless ventriloquists when dummies speak, bet
they said the box was non-existent
I said the room is a box, I just got comfortable with it
and when I die, they may bury me in a box
I don't want to be left in the streets but
a better place is not synonymous with six feet under
so I'll just be
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This piece references popular street performances in efforts to create comparison between having an audience and being a "puppet".