ants

Masquerading as an amazing motivated player
rhyme sayers and bass players test layers
of sublime oscillators  
amplify the type of guy that could amputate an uruk-hai
look in my eyes and see the potential in a modern day abinadi 
granite smites the street lamp lights
frightened lions might be wired on ketamine tonight 
riots pollute the news on BBC 2
flutes play harmonious tunes to the carnage that ensues  
frugal moomins on the tube
deserve the room to startle doom
from slumbers past
the mast will strike the the upper decks as it falls
retorting the holocaust with nazi corpses 
discordant metamorphoses casing the zombie apocalypse upon us all
drawl, drawl, drawl
darth maul sees all
from the front door to the green fields
feel the wind shields fifth heel
we still have to wait for the prequel long after the main feature
creatures find no comfort here
fears of sanity ravage the mavericks tears
holding people dear is a crime
mr. mime lines is committing crime too
rhyme through and through 
blues and shades of purple
unearth the circle
determined to face the wind
ble wyt ty’n mynd, now? 
to the roundest of tables
we eat equally
yet just as sparsely
can’t be lathargic in the armpit
can’t spit further than my arms length
armors dents, meant to toughen the rams head
in his stead the lead will be placed on his mothers head
through and through choose not to be libertarian
Rastafarians write graffiti with blurry hands
live my life with ian curtis now
proud to be the lowest of the lowly crowd
forrest gump and madonnas child
released into the harshest wilds
fending without comprehension
questions will always be answered
faster than a speeding bullet, bullet
trigger finger 
lingers the smell of blood clots 
rotten on the ground
the mound of ants will be our downfall