My motivations unresolved
Things are just never what they seem
Apathy's currencies deceit

Pitch bending radiated dreams

The jackal's wishing well forgotten

Dark cloud sunrise
The view of someone somewhere else is
Burnt in my eyes


How long dug up remains
How low the rotting fame

How low to see right through
Low long the hole i knew
How low the clear eyed staind

How long to set aflame
How low to be set up
How long and taken out


The ant-like karma from the crack in a hand
Full painting on a mural in a foreign landfill

Mind controlled by the pulley of the strings
So remote the view from the puppetry swingset


My reservations have evolved
Scenes once negated ushered in
Mercy killings one to one defend

Visionary criminals descend
On knees all burning


A term of useless lifeless thought
What a paid ride
Alchemic jail cell vivisection

Text subject day job

How long to pacify

How low you still deny
How low from up above


How long the creeping crown
How low the tripping sound
How long to kick back down

How low the holy cheat
How long the leap of faith


These revelations undermined
Controlled belief in leads mankind
Each penny sold and mesmerized

We're stoned
Two fold reversal beckoning


The binding crayon words inverted
Justice in travestia


We worship acid moans and curbside holidays
Recycle %#@! we throw away in glossy packaged craze
Maybe in a day or so i'll stumble on that grassy knoll

To set the record straight
Announcing to myself: wake up


We kill everything that's not tied down
We euthanize but keep alive the lowest form of prison life
So useful and experimental

Treatment of the sick and dying
What about the torture?