Can you tell when the inspector
Leaves the watching to the watched?
Foreseeing shame and ridicule
I police my responses
I testify in silence
For fear the lodge will hear, I
Suppress, envelop and construct (x3)
Needs, numbness, shame
My panopticon
Step aside
Let me fly out of line,
Stop cowering naked and shamed before my
Towering gaze
I’ll be ok outside the line of sight of my
Parapet, out of sight, out of mind so
Step aside, let me fly out of line
To the centre I gaze from my
Paranoid asylum cell
In fear of the haze of the
Invisible omniscience
I’ll give you my eye
I can’t remember what I wanted with it now
I’ll give you my eye
I can’t remember what I thought it was supposed
To see…
And its visions are a product of fear
Step aside
Let me fly out of line,
Stop cowering naked and shamed before my
Towering gaze
I’ll be ok outside the line of sight of your
Parapet, out of sight, out of mind so
Step aside let me fly out of line

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