Purple bottles blow
Fragrance in the air
Instructions promise feeling
But the doll doesn't care
Gendered deliveries
Take money for some happiness
Officials offer intimacy
For the wasteful mass
The papers are blank
And the bottom turns up
The river flows back
Into the water lab
Take your borrowed shit
And leave me alone
Take your leveled life
And sell it someone else
An audition has to end
Their puppets are tired
No further commands to pretend
That the third is inspired
All thoughts of actors for rent
Useless for the higher
No opinion to defend
No excuses for the liar
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