Financials

men in black by =pepytta

the halucianting dream
waits...
for the crowd to take a big fake smile.
to embrace you
with their vivid trust,
to kiss your toes,
to smash your feet.

and the sea of apathy
overflows your heart,
they can't hear you
you can't touch them.

you can read the diagram,
your brain itches,
no more sparks
beneath the surface.

overrated estimations
leads along mechanic thinking,
rates of profit and recession,
corporate sales
and male oppression,
makes your world turn green like crazy,
you're an endless spinning bucket
who just waits the shallow liquor
to embed you with the ground.