Teletrips - Ice Choir

You were a shapeshifting terror

Chasing time 'round the talking table

Through plastic walls the abstract world

Coasting on high as the royal curious one

As if it could be more obscene

You willed yourself inside the screen

History, fantasy, falling around the child

Glorious lunacy, kaleidoscopic cries

Misery, sympathy;

tarry or stand aside

Televised ecstasy, color across our eyes

You were a strange interference

Twisting up frowns as the morals crumbled

They switched the dials to slow you down

Youth’s prism dashed, you recalled reality’s wall

And grew up fast, a libertine

Some harmless trysts, no lesson gleaned

History, fantasy, falling around the child

Glorious lunacy, kaleidoscopic cries

Misery, sympathy;

tarry or stand aside

Televised ecstasy, color across our eyes