harp strings of the heart
play your tune for me
you can taunt this taut
but he goes on, stretching

press yours fingers and pluck
you know the buttons to click
the switches to flip, levers to flick
to light me up and make me twitch

dog left for the pound
they filled your bowl to the lip with lead
hoping you'd end up in the ground
never to sing out another sound
but life went on

hope you feel how the world beats us down
without being beaten down