Of Losing Interest

I’m in the business of losing interest
I’ve got a corpse’s charm, my grin is always in decay
so you re-evaluate if you wanna be around me

good conversations go bad on my end
contact between the eyes dredges something up I can’t disguise
and it verifies your taste for a warmer kind of human interaction

life may prove me wrong when my teeth are long
creatures two feet tall might reverse it all

your rising tension is my ascension
you explain you can’t stay long, feigning some unlikely place to be
and I welcome this with glee, all my prayers have been answered

when children sense that I’m quite defenseless
unchecked, they gather round hoping I will know some brand new game
have the will to entertain, lead a song with clapping hands
instead I think of how to shoo them all away

life may prove me wrong when my teeth are long
creatures two feet tall might reverse it all

these days I wonder, is it worth the spider veins
some days I wonder, should I lose the hump and cane

I’m in the business of losing interest
I’ve got a corpse’s charm, one look confirms that I’ve been drained
of whatever made us the same, if you’re curious, the answer could be yours
when I’m laid out on a drawer

scientists will explain my disease, my disdain
cut the wires deep within that hold my spirit down

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