burst

and then, my friend
we hugged that wall
hugged it like it was life
helicopters and roamers
dogs and machines
and we bit at each other from fear
leadless unpart nervous
like the little plain pack
of great grandma twenty thousand years back
shuffled unclear muddled
maybe slaughtered by
the cubeheaded tribe
lock stock orderly they
and vicious and dark
they are a’rulin us now
lemme tell ya
more than half the empire
so frightened and so hurt
from the pictures of crumbling smoke
and people jumping
that they’d follow the devil into hell
if he promised to make it stop
and in a democracy we all go
where more than half go
so here we go
hug that wall and whimper
gettin’ warmer