Obsess and falsify yourself.

Tin foil holds you
to blend you in
like a metallic little baby.

You have so much to learn,
disguiser.

Obsess and rid yourself
of the pleasures of expression
in fear of a give-away.

That is what you do,
because you fail to know
the better end.

But I will tell you-
for I obsess in my entirety-
a word of advice that will perhaps
leave nasty imprints
on the tin arms
that clutch you so:
be natural,
be green,

and
perhaps
you
shall
be
watered.