Box Faces

See the faces in the boxes
Made by powers of the air
In the hen house there are foxes
Demons lying in their lair

See the saviors come to save the world for good
Paper idols washed in pages of digital flesh and blood
Bought and paid for promises disguising prisons for the blind
Wishful kind so afraid to lose their places naked fear painted on faces

Disciples cutting your hair
Demons lying in their lair
In the hen house there are foxes
Made by powers of the air
See the faces in the boxes



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2019-02-08 at 19:08

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