I hate when my characters
Start to play "Freeze Tag"
They might be in mid-stride
They suddenly freeze
No, I can't make them giggle
I can't make them fall
I can't make them talk
Can't move them at all
It's a child's game, you see
A fool's game, on me
They want to be set free
They hover, in glee
They wait for a tap
The signal to run
The signal to play
They're just having fun
But I am not "It"
It's not me they obey
So this game, it goes on
It might go on all day
I watch them, all poised
I see their next step
But refusing to take it
They whisper, "Not yet"
We wait 'til the Muse
Makes her rounds, sets them free
She'll touch each one's shoulder
They'll run home, to me
