I am The Mystery that was preloaded
defunked
with punk
riddled
with dramamine
on a steep sidewalk
come down from your fences
the thievery of your thoughts
baked into cookies
and eaten on a winter day
down again from your old opinions
worried and cancerous
wrecking your day
come down sweet redeemer
come down and be human again
and foregive the forsaker
it was always you