Sinister - Algebra Suicide

Do not leap into the lake.

Do not wish for Sri Lanka.

You will not get the half

of it

You claim to make the moon disappear, but I know it’s just your hand over my

eyes

I’m hip to the tricks of scientists

Do not make any sound that imitates travel, motorized or not

There is movement that makes more impact than you

You twist my cheek harshly, claiming it is love, and tell me life is Cupid

useful

Do not want more than the lump of me, more than you can put in your pocket

And defect with

Do not stand with your arms folded.

They will not protect you as you puzzle

Trying desperately, to sort it out