Oppressive consensus

I can't stand it, their faces

Posing in photographs

And on tv screens

And we all know it's not what it seems

Just plain ordinary

 

I don't like them

Not just a little bit

The laxed attitude has abandoned me

And my solitude alluring me

As my confinement is expanding

 

Oh, some of the time

I wish I could forget

What I've seen and be rid of it

 

Nothing moves me

Too much information

This oppressive consensus

Is killing me

Why should we all need to agree

Just to get along here

 Something about our times

Excluding unity

Airless compressibility

Trying to address it sensibly

but my patience is declining

Want to buy myself a house with a garden

Want to buy myself a house on a hill

With a view that stretches far into a future

With a promise on a vast and open sky above my head