Social stanzas make my life easier

Patchwork strife splits through the eardrum

Kaleidoscope assembly lines and the abstract remains king

So many sad faces and I'm sick like a benadryl boomtown

Painted expressions for complicating

Minds blur from vitamin deficiency

A resigned sun never was needed

Your abrasive salvation never was found

The necessary means for excess lie in these majestic masquerades

Your high hopes with your sour patch picnics

The mercy monk offers wrinkled hands for currency exchange

Fungus for a stomachs churning

Lake shores drive home a new colorless grain

Window shopping a new distraction

The last one bailed when the world knocked on my door

Bulletproof glass for your failed unrest

A muted television makes more sense than one properly articulated

The mouths move like sanity

Drip Drop and the bulb burst

Shards of common clutter

The glow of sublime distraction becomes obligatory