irrigation
exfloliation
penetration
spaces collapse
all hail the mighty phone synapse
we bark at the moon
we lie in the sun
we track each other's fun
as our world is on the run
no time now to figure it out
just look at the clouds
in them we see the animals pout
the land is destroyed
all troops deployed
the war of the world
is our enjoy
fast grab your jacket
I have a packet
a ream if you will
of computer based oil spills
signal the allies
tonight we ride
on a golden horse
you know the coarse
bring out your rich
divorce the poor
until all land is devoured
and there's nothing but filth
to feed our young
that plot our future
of spaceship with dances and sutures
- L. Dagger














