Life with Alts
I am host to feelings
In equal measures
My pain is shallow
Dipping a glass in halfway
Will only dredge up the scent
Of death and time
Original scores of strings
Lead to modern
Instruments
Springs are sprung
Leading to
Complex ball bearings
A preachers wail
Becoming over time
The antithesis of the next
Rap king
This leads to that is
My whole story
See I’m not really that complex
There’s just little warning
When I feel
Whose feelings they are
Or what you’ve done now
If I could only decode it
Maybe we could both find out
Life with alts is like
Sometimes
Living in your skin
When I hurt your feelings
It really hurts your friend
And they come uncoiled
Like so many snakes
They go avenging angel
For both of our sakes
-Gwen & Trystan











