Polyurithane
I see it seems I say and mean
don't stay the same in changing meat,
fear the plainest plasticity and seal this stain in my mainframe
po-ly-ur-i-thane
me
pain, they smile because they can't see
the hurricane,
rain ominous
what is this
but what is your
tragedy
why do you
lie to me
boy?
I am the tragedy
but what is a masterpiece
without atleast
one mistake?
I stand up in the rain again
where the wet lament finds
cold cement in shame
it's friend-
ain't me
co-in-ci-denc-es
all the time they seem
dis-soc-i-a-ting
me
grey,
the ground and sky are all the same,
and only I stand between
these two rigid identical infinities
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