Lascivious, it’s all that i can think of as i drag my feet, searching
Lika a diogenes, dangerous, the adjectives of the decasde and of your
Alluring intricacies, i cah see your green-screen mentality and i can
Feel the sting of its consequence, and i know i shouldn’t but it’s too
Much to ignore, an emotion i deplore, every time i look at you, i just
Want to do it, i can clench my fist right through it but i just want
To get off, rectilinear, this direction we’ve been heading never
Realizing we are on a runaway machine, angular, the momentum that does
Turn us one step further on our ladder, one more turn toward the east,
I realize your green-screen mentality and i know it is shared by many
More, i know it is quite impossible but i am damned to find a way to
Revolve the other way, every time i scrutinize i just say «screw it»,
We’re on a ride down a blind conduit and i just want to get off
