we maybe the aliens (?)

Cabaret de commerce

Dismantling the culpable ones

Oneiric days faze me no longer

They are mismanaged at best

Chaos at worst

Feigning mastering your chosen art

Must come 5th 4th 3rd 2nd 1st

As the riot police confuse content w/ intent

Realisation like a rubber bullet between those ol’ blue eyes:

‘I have a horn

I have another one

I take my time

I take my turn

I swing my tail

Learning

To even scores bitterly held’

He is not of the gaps

He is the chasm

The difference

of

you/ me

us/ them

people/ places/ things

Netting a win & calling it in

Is nothing but

An alien concept to

All of the seasons

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