and the birds and bird-brained
begin their vital vociferation
As owls disappear knowingly
from the light and the light-stained
that complicates their contemplation
For it's all screeching, all beseeching
And it's without dreaming
And it's all screaming
I open my eyes to the blinding glare
as my alarm sounds its horrid blare
And it's time to move
and get into the daily groove
With the radio, tv, &/or internet on
Advertisements declare new dawn
Each signal streaming
Every impulse beaming
Not as it is, but as it's seeming
And it's all just scheming
and it's all screaming
Faces face the bumper-to-bumper
Exiled from their existential stumper
Stranded in these crowds and droves
with scalded hands held over stoves
All silenced by the dense distractions
All numbed and dulled to real reactions
The desperation in each stare
This disparate journey to no where
All so demeaning, beyond redeeming
and it's all so quiet & violently teeming
and it's all screaming
The faces facing-off
take turns trading talking-scoff
As mockers mock this mockery
Debauched by this debauchery
Voices raised in frantic phrases
All trails lost to inflammatory blazes
And everyone is steaming
in this infernal mainstreaming
And death presides undreaming
and it's all just screaming
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