The thick smell of bureaucracy emanates from all,
The jury in the courtroom,
The students in the hall.
Eyes and ears determine,
What only hearts can know,
A gavel banged within our minds,
Closed curtains on the show.
A furnace flickers brightly, into it lives are thrown.
We peck at those we've never met,
Until there's only bone.
Strangers smile warmly,
Although it causes pain.
Books that have no covers,
Belong to the insane.