Lessons in telepathy

A sacrificial lamb

She's dreaming of my effigy

And I can see it all over her face

He hates the constant isolation

And the state of agnation

He has his finger on the button

Changing everything now

I need confirmation

A lie you can scream in my face

She wants to tag me on it

He's going to tag me on it

And now I have to vomit

Is it written all over my face?

My atrocities, vetted

My sensibilities, vetted

Recondite enemies, vetted

Of little consolation

A pallor came over her face

Cloying abdication

A lie here could save me some face

In a dream there is someone

To talk me down and around

But having it all is just murder

The braying hordes and their clients

The pansophy of the crowd

Here's my chance to get murdered now

The perils of telepathy

Burning me in effigy

She's got her finger on the button

Invocation

Immolation

Face