Downfall

I. What we never see. 
  
The macabre and surreal hummmmm dada tunes 
in white rooms, mired in structure and meaning. 
  
  
On the door way to the city, 
everyone has their own hustle. 
  
Inside the lull and function 
selfish games overlap. 
  
mindlessness 
  
What could have been has simply ceased. 
  
  
  
II. What we never percieve. 
  
Consumerism and rebellion 
make strange bedfellows. 
It's polite to encourage friendliness 
with generous tips. 
  
The not-so-average, become very average 
on the never ending ride to the bottom, 
armed with catch phrases and non sequiturs. 
  
Don't eat with your mouth open 
under the gaping hole of the obvious. 
It's not polite to smile at strangers 
on your lunch break.