in the zeitgeist…
screamed from the red tops, chattered on
maybe if I cover my eyes with GM battery chickens..
reared in Norfollk…
I’d still see it all
Can we agree that we permanently gave up the idea of a God
some time in the 80’s?
against he ticking Nikki which obscured all perspectives
leather shoes tap danced on paper floors
as red faced men bartered things that
I think I can safely say
“I am right”