dripping maroon
from sloppy ceiling sending sound
cascading down like rain dripping down
messing with vision blurred by alcohol consumption
jokers and wildcards slowly sipping draft social dynamics
in the masquerade everyone's got a mask
to go with their game especially when they dress
all the same with overcoat shields and dyed blond spears
some bother to smoke when its clear
that everything's not worth being alright
sometimes across buildings and city blocks
which segregate others who staggerly walk
from one point of unbeing to another in the dark
we believe that its just about the same
and they wish that someone else could relate
the wind inhales and waves goodbye
to buildings painted on buildings in disguise
signals sent miss the mark and the creator
sighs in disgust, reflected in his art
a creation lost which bends like all the rest
Cheers,
Thujonu
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