Manipulator

Manipulator Manipulator of the corn and sun making waves of amber grains learning to be future time traveling now just marking time taking up spaces meant to be used by people just like the eye peggy sue and bobby billy ginger lee using all the markers calling all the shots calling all the markers in to guarantee a slot manipulating everyone around them with the worthless they become promises of sex to pay for some every other word coming from a worthless space saying things to others a disgrace saying things like oh that well that it does not really matter why do you keep on bringing that item up to me it does not really matter much to me a parting shot a drifting howl goodbye a cipher in my eye tomorrow will be better for that is when we triumph that is when we win tomorrow we will rise up stronger from the din of all the worthless noises tearing all the ears away tomorrow when the band begins again to play what happened to today manipulator