the ventriloquist

you were a conformist

an optimistic pessimist

the ventriloquist of a polythene heart.

i was an artist

an unwavering existentialist

i was alone in a fake, plastic world.

you were indecisive

yet deafeningly authoritative

you lost your faith in me.

and i was a dreamer

a compelled believer

in the promise, the allure, the idea of greatness

i showed you the stars

and the meaning of life

and you shut me away

like a pig, in a cage

and i believed you were crazy

i believed that you loved me

and you shattered the supports (sharp retort)

floor collapsing, falling.

if i could be who you wanted

i would throw it all away.

because what am i to this world

but a polystyrene puppet

(a head on a stick)

the ventriloquist of a polythene heart?