at a bend in the night
(early in your sleep program)
our vermin stained rancor
batters its ****** limbs
upon your double glazed windows

we kick a thistling up your vents
putting 'the ghoul' up your lightly clothed backs
and disrupting your 'conditioned' environment

scattering the lawn toys
our demented energy
aggressively makes collage
the muted spirit
of your suburbs

all of your 'homeware'
ignites nothing true
just taking options out
on your own life packaging

our baying notes
our rapid chatter
reminds the family homes
that they are only snug for now
for they remain subject to nature
and due reprimand

our message :  
conclude evacuate
and leave ruin