Tiptoe
The Smile
We're just baggage with no label
And you may find us in the rubble
Why do people tiptoe, tiptoe
Far away from their windows?
All of you abusers and enablers
Eating scraps from this well
As quietly as insects
A toxic repetition
You were just being clever
Pulling out all the feathers
And destroying the labels
Know when we wouldn't see
