Victims of circumstance dance
... under Mayan moons
Singing tunes ...
Akin to Sade's "Smooth Operator"
Take the elevator down to the sound
... of heavy breathing
Leaving fate fiending for oxygen
... or Seagrams gin & juice
Get loose ...
Take off your clothes
Grey Goose? ...
Nobody knows
Poisons come in pretty packages
Bright bottles with bubbles
Blowing brains all over the place
Touching the face of future generations
Sucking brainstems thru interactive playstations
Sippin' on syrup / Steadily being sedated
Faded ... hated ... defective~ly created
Indecision mixed with poor choices
Makes voices speak louder than the mind can comprehend
Spoons & backbones bend
As victims of circumstance dance
... under Mayan moons

Things "will" change or re~arrange
Mos' def' a difference from what we are & know now

"2012"

A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence --
I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥

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