abstract endings assaulting
pedestrian beginnings,
save yourself before
you're too late
for your own game,
choking on bourgeois
mind-control interludes
under a spell of
plebeian sugarcoated reality
whitewashed with
iridescent rainbow colors
and unicorn attitudes,
come out, come out
wherever you are
from behind
those glossed over walls
and blush-fogged glasses,
jack and jill weren't
fetching at all,
he royally ******* her
on the way down,
there's a world beyond
blanched veneers
and vanilla excuses
concealed in resolute
conventional facade's
of vindication