When your hand reaches for my breast,
quintessence slaps it away.
When your lips stretch towards mine,
quintessence curls up and punches you in yours,
In the night, when your sneaking leads
to my room,
quintessence grabs the knife.
When you try to bend me over
in your office,
quintessence opens the door and
screams bloody murder.
When you try to jump me
as I get out of my car,
quintessence pulls the trigger.
In the olden days, quintessence
was quiet, a silent scream.
Things change.
Tao Talk 