Along the line, when
You get to try it
It’s present
In all the quiet
I guess I’m biased
I hate that I’m right

It’s all aligning
Heaven redefining
Still way off the base
It must have come from somewhere…
I screened the pilot
Tethered it to your eyelids
Greenlit, I paid to
Forge the state I left it in

It had your likeness
And a black iris
You didn’t
It’s all denial
Everything minus
The real thing

And I saved it now
And I played it out