Confounded by the rigours of this science
Founded in steel mills where
Labour quotas mean nought compared to twisting us
In alchemical chains of distorted prejudice,
Distorted intelligence, distorted lust.
Founded on belief in deference subsidiary
To belief in impotence.
How radical these designs brought life
Played out by actors and actresses,
You and Me.

When passions acquiesce
Remove Gaia’s abscess,
Swill the wound to cleanse but leave it all unstitched.
I took to shopping, playing bowls and
Fidgeting while sitting at home,
Reading periodicals 
And notes she’d made whilst studying.
Infection catches, takes the bait
Now reel him in and take him home
And show your friends.

But this is sediment and this is the breath within
The sunken chest of a grey skinned corpse;
This is the man waiting, cleaning his nails with a pin.
And while stalemate can prove protracted
It always ends with the victor weaker,
Wasted by the violent tides of years of war. 
Time does not die gratefully
Instead it slides away, erodes you gently,
A poison hidden under
The guise of a façade.

When we’ve come, this far down
I’m looking for girls in the supermarkets,
Finding my life in the honest job,
Sitting together to work on our accounts.
Some time in pause before bedtime
Each to his own side, the perfect invisible line.
I blame it all on her need for a child
And her reason is my distance
But this far down can be remedied
Or so I’m told.

Applause swells and the audience stands
Appreciation for what they’ve been able to leave behind
(Moulded into leaden masks on the brows
Of the cast), leave, relieve themselves, go home,
Make love, sleep and satisfy their own desires
Making a sacrifice of the intellect,
Another slow, impermanent death.
The settling of sediment, the heat
And crush, another heat death,
Together entropy keeps us.