till the verdict. dear vault, do me justice and function properly. i don't want you replaced. i don't want her risked. i hope you didn't realise when i'd creep in the dark into your room to check if you're still breathing. i hope you don't know how paranoid i'm becoming from all the shock we're getting on a weekly basis.
but there's hope, and it will be championed.

my comforts are beginning to become imaginary because the source isn't there anymore to restore and update the system. oh, i miss you people.
i'm always home. you only have to knock.

lilliput, lilliput
watch me put
with my 34 inch putter
and my pretty blue ball
watch it get into the gutter
watch its gravitated fall
watch it stuck in the elevator
watch it take a cable
watch it spewed out
from a navy bulldozer
that does not have a mouth
watch my putter perform
magic never seen 'fore
watch me strike the ball
in less than 8 strokes all


the big balloon
painted a yellow hue
with oranged strokes
and a big name too
the big balloon
sitting like a stone
unable to fly
with the sky's tone
the big ball
filled with air
and its insides
so light, so bare
but it won't fly
it simply won't
even if we try
it still won't


we crept on those animals
while they're sleeping
they're getting angry
they're going crazy
watching the crowd of faces
that responds with awe
calling the fierce
as adorable as their pet
and they try to show their side
they try to get across
to intrude into the comforts of the faces
seeking refuge in a glass wall
but they can't get to us
and they can't get to me