Opportunity knocks
Checked shirts with chequered pasts Nest in a semi-deserted Mediterranean Harbour Out in the vista it's at 10% capacity inside their nodding heads it may be even less. the drowning mew down lagers & G&T force the last mouthful of supersized fake ethnicity down out & away satisfied sighs mark another successfull leisure program for the unimaginitive Suffer knock on effect of mandated medical applied pressure. along with the sea life in the tank on the table. who is to be eaten next? ready us for another peristalsis pushes towards cementing us in up to our necks signed sealed deliveries into self agrandised flyover plan sterile Saudi looking sheen cloned as development sold as a walk through glass walled perfumerys & alchohol the style sold as a worthy life towards prescribed escape is just a variant on a theme in pretend smiling neighbourhoods is business as usual feet are placed in doors national social hygeine the gradual Plague boils in a climate of lies. it's a clearance sale. opportunity comes a knocking. the right things in the nosebag of a possible exit to designed maze for smart little boys & girls who look the part passed the screentest with confident cosmetics and dental work completed as the Tourist struts while the towells on placemarked loungers await a fatty acid satiated belly flop announce to the delusion Constructed salespeak in repetition by the pleasant tacit agreement of anything remotely human behind their designer sunglasses "it's all going back to normal" as a decent chap working for the company he keeps Bars on windows Locks on doors replaced in stealth invisible prison guarded by self policy of the tempered polite it suits the sirs Will Madam be joining us? |