make me a sandwich
make me a command
not much else I can do
but tell you what you want to hear
give me perspective
but only his
wouldn’t that be a stunning way to write me out
speaking of stunning
no speaking just glittering
silly little gingerbread robot
tell you what you want to hear
give me extremes
I can stay here or I can throw it all away
lock the doors and windows
I’m not allowed to make another sandwich
let me down from this shining pedestal
& send me straight to hell