Thursday, December 15, 2011


Why do I care for conventions
there's no reason to fight with old systems make sure to fix them
The world is growing smaller everyday
There's no way to reach them
Just let them pass away
Ashes to ashes the old system crashes
We watch idling on clogged networks
Eyes of apathy
There is no more sadness
No more joy
The last soldier is coming home
Everything is serene
All this I see in the mirror but there is no truth there
I turn around
see the world in flames
Singeing closer to the edges of the film
bald monkeys eat popcorn
sip martinis
gossip about Planet of the Apes
Read tabloids about Bigfoot
Check their watches see they're late
And here we go again...

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