through binding subtleties
my chords vibrate
reverberate through
your emptiness,
through binding subtleties
I play the strings
of the fool as you
fulfil the role of
queen,
through binding subtleties
no harmony combined
could outshine my
pride and your naked
desire

on country lanes I cycled
through childhood years now fading
in the middle, fresh grass grew
wheel track limits was
all but nothing but
flattened hope of moving on,
escaping the world of parental control,
breaking chains and tearing down walls,
the future was 
in my grasp,
as long as the lanes
kept coming

as expert in deception
I fool myself oft,
telling tales I say
swim yet drowning
a habit I abhor,
as expert in deception
you hear my lies
yet smile and bow,
wanting only to show
your undying love and
wilted looks,
as expert in deception
the calling of truth
abusing trust and
misuse of power
I care little for
those accusations
frequently blasted
through speakers
uncommonly placed
between the heavens
and your puckered
face,
as expert in deception
I will survive
not matter what
not matter where
not matter when
I decide to go
swimming

another drum, beating down
a cheating heart in blossom
another drum, beating down
calling for forgiveness
another drum, beating down
a death in an ageing drama
another drum, beating down
their silent voices howling
another drum, beating down
the icicles of youth growing
another drum, beating down
the wheel of hope spinning
and spinning still