Open Face Surgery

Ive learned to control my thoughts

ever since I recognized the first eavesdropper:

those who listen in on my thoughts

my logic my sanity

I cannot let them know I dont know

the verses or converse in my head:

lash out at future foes

banter with friends Ive not yet met

The psychoaggressive minions of

your lord mock with laugher I cant hear

with hidden scowls they admonish me

Nothings sacred Nothings safe:

your filthy god is omnipresent

this undying nonentity that haunts

my every waking dream

They watch me his mortal flock

they know me now by sight alone:

my thoughts are too well concealed

Yet I sense more scrutiny

Fleeting luciditys too loud for me

let me be my silent self:

our existences irreconciled

Make them stop Im rotting fast

The answer painful though it may be

is change

Alter my outer shell

The listeners may not then know its me

Open Face Surgery: short of pain

and long on masquerade

Ounce by ounce lose a little weight

nip here tuck there So who needs eyelids