Antipodes

everything is a grand illusion and from far away it's strange to see the way they interact with cutlery what phases of the moon influence their neuroses and the rituals of self-destruction which in every way resembles ours they also believe in lowering the sidewalks in the consumption of vegetables for a better life nails grow the same here and on the other side of this lie we're tired of the same games without wins trying to unravel molecular structures not knowing how to tie shoes there on the other side of the world are the ones we could have been subjugated by the same plastic gods chained to health plans hateful obese oily swallowing this life's recycled oil that we wanted without pain