Rubbing Their Fingers Over The Stereo Knob

Rubbing their fingers over the stereo knobThe frequencies distorted on the airwavesKings of the new world & thus apocalypticSearching for something more pragmatic to crave These technocrats with no concept of realityTasking – without offering an alternate fateDemanding citizens for homages to be digitalWith no power to control – or else we attenuate Words of

Imperial City Coins Clink In Your Pocket

Imperial city coins clink in your pocket Orwellian flaws litter winter’s landscape Thick fisherman’s sweater to fight the cold Feigning steps upon the tragic lady’s cape Black soot marring the evening sky Told her you were king of Earth, not the salt Misdirection will only get you so far in life Lies & deception will

Elizabeth, Mr. Darcy & Captain Barbosa