Victim Convenience

I took two steps out of the door

And I got two steps away

And then I turned, the scream was calling

I could not resist

You could find a bead of light

One can cause the outside window to dull

Pause until the evening turns

And it's a.m. routine job or the pills

We're all on cable I.V. drips

Let red cells pixelate us

Constant help needed to unhook

Call it "victim convenience"

I took two steps out of the room

And I stepped back toward the door

And tried again, a conversation

And it went like this:

I could talk for hours to you

I could watch your mouth and eyes until they shut

The controller's lost and I'd rather commit "power"

Than hear this out

We're all on cable I.V. drips

Let red cells pixelate us

Constant help needed to unhook

Call it "victim convenience"