The perfect structure
Shows you where to go
Without demands
Or enforcement
Liberty's paternal form
Reduces personal push
And pulls every free ion
To the best-use atom
Anxiety is counterproductive
When change is impossible
Letting go gets you
Where you're going anyway
Boys cry sheep
While playing their role
Reframing wolves
As Labradors
Even those eating the meat
Can't be said to exert will
Their power
Is in the dead riverbed
For sale: a choiceless purchase
Paid for by accident
A touchless contact
With our pretend adulthoods
Roman Ryan 