I keep running

Into the laugh of recognition

Exhaled from stained-glass faces

Caught against the fence of resignation

Time and time again bored stiff sweet

Sweet in intentions and imagination

But ruined from ever feeling pure hearted

As every method feels like any other

So message is on an eternal pause

Waiting for permission and inspiration

And the eagle watches and judges

Thinks everyone’s hateful

Never people-lovers

Never will they because feet are frozen

Thick in apathy

The product of the city

If only we weren’t so bothered by all

Oh the bother of everyone oh

The stuck make due and say

Community takes two weeks

I say what we all know about the artifice