Multiple Doris

The violence

The deprivation

The municipalities that make up a nation

There can be no political solution

When kindness is seen as an intrusion

I'm attracted to women that I can never know

They're in my dreams

They lived a long time ago

All your iphones will burn

In an age where books aren't written to learn

But I can't preach

I'm a prisoner of speech

But I'll bust out of my chains

Be bilingual in the rain

Reckless associations

Will lead to your doom

Playing with ideas when you're all alone in a room

You can't escape it

You can't fix it or tape it

Chronic or acute

The point is moot

It's like a scar or tumour

Pharmaceuticals don't work here

You must start conversing

Compress control alt delete

Even when it's over it's not really over

Like husbands and wives negotiating their future

All across the globe

Revolution

Or the status quo

It's all the same in the eyes of ghosts

Syrup is sweet

When you can't beat the heat