("behind every beautiful thing..." -Bob Dylan)
mona get out
posing for the portrait
holding so still
waiting for the miracle
brushing by his will
O mona, get out
shake the paint about
we're all here inside
waiting for your shout
leo is gonna ’mortalize you—
he’ll frame you, make
you goddess, steal your soul—
and that’s a bad bad scene so
go mona go
don’t let him trap the smile
(but it’s driving him to drink)
’cause they’ll hang you in the gallery
and
they’ll curse you for your secret
and
they’ll stare at you for centuries
and
they’ll never let you blink.
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