i'm pink with shame
about that wheeled man
but what an asshole
i want to feel
empathy for him
and for him to feel the golden touch
but when he attacks
i just want to see him sit in a corner and stare at himself
it's too late
it's in acrimony now
the golden opportunity
forsaken
in the what if court
of memory

and yet perhaps
it can be retrieved

i first saw love go
to acrimony
before i loved
but i've seen it go
the other way

albeit rare
to love

it's not true you never know
like freddy says
he means
it could be you
know