Attempted society

 Festivities were banned
fun was imposed 
smiles under machine guns
tension froze

Pieces of yourself falling away
in the exact formation tyrants will
pieces they say you won't miss
like feces and piss

and the lie is built what a videogame!

people are coasts
sometimes they are rivers
all flowing into one another rapids boast
Look at this monstrocity so disconnected from it all

mirror beckons and taunts
stripped upon their beach attempting a saunter
vulnerable and confused coming out of some opioid sting
shattered salty molded glass smooth and thin

Still entranced trying to make sense of it all
yellow and grim long limbs emerge tall
ambling across the side of the coast
teeth and muscle growing over it all

ignore the mud of the estuaries miles dividing
look to the glare of raw tidings

The floor of the party is light grey in the sun
It has been banned yet happens in earnest warm and poor
a legacy buried under that party floor
surging with centuries of injustice, pain and indignation

never to be deliberated
restless dancing novel attempts

nostalgic image full of those civilized
glancing and half wanting to know yet not realized
without getting close to it humility begs you refrain
the ghosts in between seek physical form once again

using immense profits of fear
 to kick themselves back into
our war waging atmosphere of rhythms
status through this waltz of cavorting

volcanic dynasty
molten bubbling heart boiling over
naked before them all
foreign and scorching