Threaded dread,
Pattern cognition,
same stories twisting across worth
value balance means and ways
whereby we reach across walls,

into the conversation confused
with seeking reliable religamentation,

tie me kangaroo down, mate,
tie me didgeridoo, too, there's a hard
rain, it's gonna fall, we all told a lie, too long.

Hi, I'm the voice of Johnny Gravel,
calling all you adrenalyn junkies, come, believe
your eyes, as we watch death defying stunts,

too incredible to imagine, until it's real,
TONIGHT AT YOUR VERY OWN TERMINAL
location.
At wait state, imagining fame,
or blame and shame, game wide,

the whole world sees the spelling wrong,
and life ends in another needless tragedy,
we see them everyday, we must imagine,

some day,
that's something I can do something about,
before it is
too late,

jest in place, laugh it off, halfasstry, whine
as the wind rips off the tin roof, why
we never moved, we cannot say,

things just happened this away.