Accept The Terms

Thrown together in an artificial reliance; yet the quality of service remains

acceptable. 

Because of the necessary obligations you will receive this disbursement towards

the end of the week.

Let’s feel powerless together but expect more under the crystal ventures that streak across

the sky.

“Life is a theme park” half whispered, I can’t agree, but more than this it’s not true but it doesn’t 

matter because as usual you are half right.

Shit, in a west coast of American way, re-arranged without concessions to this relentless ice pan

screeching to a halt.

 the heart murmurs  protect your ears

 sonic decay dancing around the garden.

Arriving early we watched and waited for signs of life,
small moments,
a door opened and someone threw out
an empty packet of croissants.

If I could control my thoughts what would it mean, ideas arrive to order or blank walls

dripping with nothing.

It’s ok, I’ll just live in the library, find a significant corner overshadowed and out of sight.

Stay there for years. Move section by section guided by the noise of the fans on the roof. Mesmerised by the sound of typing, in a trance walking through the rooms at night, turn into a gas to get through cracks in the walls, might meet some other eyes , mine glow red, the other pair pulses back blue that’s what you call serendipity or circumstance.

Spend a few minutes stretch the brain panels and wash the bones down to heat up anew procession.

Take on a passage like Benjamin cornered, battling the ghost of Baudelaire. Staring into the museum of emptiness but quick you grabbed it, now flee.