--   Hey  its all fiction

--   Yah

Until someone gets hurt

he had a way of taking him in   taking his curt remarks                                                                                                             

a disturbing look

out the side of his face

--   Sure   Used to run with a pencil in your hand

didnt you

--   Got wherever I was going quicker

But we think alike 

otherwise this relationship wouldnt work   if we didnt   we couldnt tolerate each other

Ya think life ought to be like a comedy club

if youre going to be offend

                                          you shouldnt have come in

                                                                  

Stay out

--   We might wanna take some time apart  grow strange  you know me a little too well

--   Hard not to

Its like looking in a mirror

Undressing Alice on the other side

--   Undressing Alice

--   Dont sweat  you aint Alice

Deconstructing Alice  shes through the glass  making it up as she goes along

Ill say Im watching  you seem uncomfortable with the premise

Im watching

Shes my litmus paper  my fragile canary in a cage  and from what Ive seen shes a survivor

--   Its a childrens story

--   Were all children

only older

And all of us craft our fictions  seem obliged  so we can tolerate our realities

Reality is usually bland

so we spice it

--   Dont know what to say

--   Unsaid  is often best

                                             

Silence can talk

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