Aleutian Ice float

Maybe I am not meant to understand the sentiment

Of throwing a scribble of the middle of a plastic name and

A placid claim with generic speak to stand back and blow the meek

Mickey Mouse appearance to put on hats and shows

To let no body know a personality of any kind, but generality

Could be anybody trapped in a flesh and blood carrier

Bare of any real concerns perfect for you to mold and turn

Into a fantasy or a nightmare to show you all of nothing, but facade

Can not hurt me or hurt you because I might as well be a blank tissue

Sitting in the box, fluffy and cuddly, but eventually not

Covered in the darkest secrets I would rather not tell

So why don’t I just come out and tell you right from the start

But then would you pick me used and burnt

Got to swindle what wins and whistles the beginning of the race

Going to run out there like flowers unfazed to give you someone to chase

As if I could be your dream, but then again I don’t even have the face

The height or beauty despite the lie and the inflection of changing

My voice just for our own protection to step there to a second level

Of actually speaking I think I might just be leaving out here adrift

On this ice float going to go kamikaze Eskimo knowing better for my place

Is out here cold and thawing too slow to ever feel

Going numb in secret why should I even excrete a semblance of a sentence

About me, loser of a bet I haven’t kept to even have a wager parlor to take it yet

But if you say you know before you go then a conversation in tune inside only

Two ears instead of four will get you twisted all the way to a core

Of lonely on an isle of one, frozen for knowing you have done

Nothing but plastic because you couldn’t bare to ask if

Any of this made sense, if any of this was preventative