Army of Puppets
Is anybody listening? Is anybody out there,
Unable to distinguish. Why should I care?
Wallowing into your own self pity
Lining up, to gain a few simple words of empathy.
Firmly taking all the passing slaps.
Breathless, motionless, what’s one more lap?
Enclosed, surround by all that is continuously collapsing.
Rounded by mesmerizing images , we all call a vortex recapitulating.
Endless seems to be the theory,
Why seek more desirous envy?
A world without water, dry as far as one can seek.
Digging, stowed away in the hollowness we feed.
Prior substance, now begins to leak.
Why bother to stay, lets simply leave.