a dusky vastness of arid beige
birthed the habitted heads
effigies of a dragged race
elevated through a non-matter
besmirked and luminated in boyscout screen badges
testament to eaches' audience and stake-holders
they set off at speed to an end
cut from the dreamer's vantage
as neon minions besmirch the approach
of a singular consciousness
encasing stuffed with writhing echos
sensation of the mundane
set at incarnadine peaking volumes
where the ligaments ache
to keep structure in function
walking the monotonous route
embellished with metaphoric intricacies
shrilling out the answers
imperceptible to the ego
though the battle of talking heads
certain in all their own perception
with noses pressed hard against tain plated glass
continue to take on cue
the role best suited for the leeching
