Post by Rainbow on Oct 1, 2004 17:53:12 GMT -5
Authors note: Contains a mild sociopolitical theme.
Tuesday Radio
by Hari T
Each evening, as the sun went down
A death trap was published to the swarming masses.
The essential truth is what then died and fell back;
The one that eventually gets blown up.
Directed to look like a fictitious fist of competition.
The crude special has always been known;
It is said no more.
The intensity of converted words,
Mounted high and proud.
The assumption of you as a performance;
Plastics betray!
Who could spend all day, every day?
Motivation indeed would be home to the threat.
To doubt the exhaustion,
Like a lyrically formed prosecution of death.
A conviction, contrary to the voice of mediation.
Gradually the whole, tattoo covered and suffocating,
Is controlled to sink.
Degenerated into one unlikely drunk, tedious and recondite.
This mattered: To metamorphoses into Tuesday Radio.
Risen from the safely ignored,
They only survived.
Tuesday Radio
by Hari T
Each evening, as the sun went down
A death trap was published to the swarming masses.
The essential truth is what then died and fell back;
The one that eventually gets blown up.
Directed to look like a fictitious fist of competition.
The crude special has always been known;
It is said no more.
The intensity of converted words,
Mounted high and proud.
The assumption of you as a performance;
Plastics betray!
Who could spend all day, every day?
Motivation indeed would be home to the threat.
To doubt the exhaustion,
Like a lyrically formed prosecution of death.
A conviction, contrary to the voice of mediation.
Gradually the whole, tattoo covered and suffocating,
Is controlled to sink.
Degenerated into one unlikely drunk, tedious and recondite.
This mattered: To metamorphoses into Tuesday Radio.
Risen from the safely ignored,
They only survived.
!!!