Instead
Of classification
Simplify

For similarities
Uniting ego's
Destroying lines
Is the only way
We'll survive

Talking
Space Junk War Blues

I don't think
We'll ever
Make it out of this

The droning
Madness of Man's
Thought of
Selfless progression
Is too much

We can't even do
Earth
A continent
A country
A state
A county
A city
A block
A house
A room

Right.

Soon
Do we look to the stars
For distraction

Our rugs are innumerable.

But our dust,

Endless.