Musical Manipulation


Lethe, Poet

A sweet symphony

In words I drown

As he holds me by the neck

With the chords of his guitar

And his songs of heartbreak

That chain me to him

He the one who hurts

And heals by hurting me


Do you find pleasure in seeing me

In pain

Pain by

Manipulation of his symphony

You affect me

More than I’d like


Pull me into your arms

Like I’m bound to be lost

Like money you swore

You put into your pocket

Oh brother of mine

Never stop your

Sweet honey symphony