Here's proof why
you were never in the dark 
It makes my power points they say
That dust was bouncing off you all along
into some lense
There goes my evidence
Why you came out with all the
neon marked pages and pins and 
People operating their own pee pee pees all the time
So you had simply reached the last slide
Like an improvisation drowning in muffled marshmallows
Sultry somersaults across a porcelain pool projection
Head down to toes
I promise you are not the only one
losing their plot at the absence of swift springs in wigs