Drown You With Mediocrity

Ten feet tall shadows Dump cigarettes from their eyes, smoke pouring out their pupils Spew alcohol from their mouths, dirty teeth cleaned white by whiskey, vodka, and rum Soiled again by vomit, and the filth they spread These monsters of beings live on concrete sidewalk squares They are stitched to couches, and glued to T.V's Hammers for hands to smash through dreams Left like glass in the middle of the street A trap set to cut deep into our heels With blood left to pool from our dirty feet, to slow our progress From the shadows Where the streetlights don't rain light on our corners, their tentacles of ignorance will bind your ankles It will pull you into the dark, into their lives filled with white noise, and static ringing in their ears Into their houses with T.V's in every room, cold and void it will pull you into the big smiles in pictures, a moment of fake happiness for everyone to see. They will pull you into their little, perfect broken households And they will drown you with mediocrity.