the words weren't mine

whoever it is who’s demarcating
the voices should start sharpening their act
like they care about making impressions
in the actual flesh those lines were quick
on the ears her almost drawl drawn back in
with the sight of her lively frame shifting

don’t just try and leave it at that she stopped
the cadence thrown in the unmissable
mess of trying to find a cigarette
yes I’m more likely to be diverted
if there’s a tune and rice wine around here
OK cut the direct speech if you must
but I want unbrookable instructions
for every second you’re taking pictures