The taupe project shatters
the remaining eggshells,
papering over the stall
with another layer of
plastic common tenths.
Again, we become We
again. Thus, repetition,
O Repetition, gathers
into a conclave to decide:
what desecration shall
we collectively conform?
Performance is one way
of feeling about the state
of the state. There is another
fate for each pate -- a mien
em dash, parsimonious.
Abdications ally themselves
with other personifications and
the feeling of useless bored
intransigence puts more wrenches
against more benches.
Roman Ryan 