Eagerly waiting for the snap that brings your thoughts to a halt, teased and desperate for the bliss of mindlessness

Pretty, shiny, mesmerizing

My usual popsocket broke so this is what I currently have going on in the meantime

Look at Me, don't look away
You can't escape My gaze

My pretty hands that break your mind and My eyes that take your will

Who said you could speak, or even think?

Here there is only room for obedience and worship