Few
system repulses us
a box a chain
learned ugly ill
we're dangerous
hate the game
we hate hate
hurry rush rush
carrot and stick
money and handcuffs
let’s protest
burn escalate delete
we’ll bite and rip
slay a dragon
lose the skeleton
sizzle pop pop
a wicked clock occupied
our shadow
demon hands
we stomped him
smell the copper
they want us working long
bony and distracted
busy tired uncaring
we’re staying loud
sea has us deteriorating
we naively hope both sides
might see how fucked
all this is
lift our heads above water
gentle landing
fresh bread
smell the coffee
rebuild
create connection
fill the hole
leave the coins alone
our aim is transformation
gain smooth sky
abandon eruption
we’ll be an Indian tulip tree
air ideal temperature
velvety white sand
verdurous leaves
and pastel yellow flowers