Battling with a bottle of distilled intent
And a spreading pool of instilled dissent
The urge for withdrawal should be self-evident
As I write about destruction in your absence
Addressing obsessions in the dressing room
Empty of all common sense; dreams are all of opulence
Re-define refined and I'll watch from behind
A stand-up mirror, see-through curtain and the blind
For the lonely and artistically inclined
For the lonely and artistically inclined