I am Amused by the simplicity of this game
If I like a song
I click the heart
And the machine keeps the track
It can remember
How it felt
To listen up
To give attention back
If I hunker down
The splash screen says, when I boot up the device
It’s been hot out there, here’s some nice shows to watch
While you’re hiding away inside
What a comfort,
All watched over by machines of loving grace
Take no thought for the morrow
The evil of today is sufficient unto itself
If you don’t worry yourself too much
Unto the source of the river’s flow
The bodies coming down the stream
It’s not your bother who is doing the corpses’ throw
If you dance to remember
Your energy is nicely spent
On a vacation forgetting
How the days of war have been
If you dance to forget
The mirror balls
Send shards of nostalgic arterial dark
Through the heart of municipal tutelage
<Outside isn’t a part of us all?>
The best moves I can maneuver
The hottest takes I can partake
The most knife I can deliver
Could be my own head on a stake
If I close door this garage kingdom
If I bootdown the upstart
I I shed a tear for malice
I I admit it broke my heart
If we gather in a clearing
If the forest burns by art
If a lamplight slakes the thirsty
I still challenge you not
To fall apart
It’s not a cold meridian of conspiring
But a blanket safely blanking
The sheer terror of the night
What do all men with power want?
More power, and so, feint heart
I spend my nights looking for
A conspiracy
inWhich it’s worthy to take part
To overthrow
Such kingdoms, worry
To clandestinely
Lips, smack, drive bulwark
Drawbridge
Mote
Tout Smart
The Haunted Typewriter 