Verdant plywood flooring
Contains the glue
Holding ideologies together
Facing the end of me and you
For where did we begin
At the end of founded sums
Bought at the right time
Utter color in boxes
Say the shape right
Else the left might make a face
But this is not the canvas for that
As you knew long before
Say how long and I'll ask how much
Measures medium story thrust
Yet you won't find the beginning
Not in this false metaphor
For society
We did what we thought we should
Effectively erasing intent
From the dialogue outside
Growing metanonsense
Commenting, so wrong
Thus order a scramble
And eat the omelette
With the straightest face
Roman Ryan 