Ambition gets numbered by decay
as the muscles of society
relax by the hour
Common sense withers in a day
while senility takes place
in-between the hours
Each minute's a chaos as in crowds
but seconds die still countable
it is confusion till finally time
paralyses, in still life
as the muscles of society
relax by the hour
Common sense withers in a day
while senility takes place
in-between the hours
Each minute's a chaos as in crowds
but seconds die still countable
it is confusion till finally time
paralyses, in still life
Pre history's on the watch
below zero life starts
with dying
Northern partisans remove the patch
that camouflaged
globe old crying
In that serial plot against serial life
their first breath abolishes itself
reason's exclusion of at least the mind
that chrystalises, in still life
Nova Neanderthal's device
for the straitjacket gang
comes as clockwise surprise
to the unarmed who rang out, in still life
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