Skeleton skyline silhouettesDiscreet streets of surrender
Speed limit signs surround, a profound way
To guide and line the cityscape
Zoom In:
Monotone drones in a room full of clones
Agnostic stoners, one faithful loner
The same suede coat
On one too many of their faces
Blunt grunts and gloats
Of that one time they got wasted…
I’m a space mans slippery subliminal conscience
And I’m drowning here-
In a sea of explicit simplicity
Drained of my idle integrity
A float for them to toy with
For them to dote, then get annoyed with
Still I don’t know how to swim
I need some advice, or a floating device
One with the works…that works
Devoid of discord
Cordially inviting me
To be enticing
Etherizing and anesthetizing
Everything that made me real
