See me sit violent free
as naked detainee
on a red carpet tree
three shots and i came into existence

Let me be colorless tea
for your broken reality
brew, drink and ignore me
my truth was silent resistance

And as you raped every idiosyncrasy
of my red carpet tree
i ignored willingly any infamy
and ranted about a bubbles persistence

That is why the idiot in me
hung himself from that tree
to seek the golden key
to a Grey snakes inner distance