This Way

You can push.
You can shove.
A doll made of plush,
Conceal your identity with a glove.

Lie to me.
Lie to yourself.
Your debt is due.
Get that dusty book of the shelf.

Scream.
Be controlling.
Keep pulling the seam.
You will hear the voices calling!

Pretend.
Steps in ignorance,
You’re unwilling to bend.
Suddenly you’re in a deafening silence!

Fools allure.
Wish it all away.
The loss you will repay.
Let me show you the door, this way!

©2009 Jo Ann Cook