Readymade Under The Networks
And the shame of it
That we can’t forget
We’ve lived this one before
The filmic curse
Of life under networks
Not doomful, just idle
Inhibitions are such pleasant sounds
You should still Molotov the lounge
Wax the curb paraffin
Nitris whip, it’s bashed in
Paint this, paint this city
Scripted ambitions can be screened
And the shame of it
That we can’t forget
We’ve lived this one before
Window watcher pains
Elevator doors
The sincere life story
The filmic curse
Of life under networks
Not doomful, just idle