CLOUDDEAD The Keen Teen Skip

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I’m sick of keen eyed teens keying
Car doors in the middle of the night
They won’t believe their donning dangling carrot cams
Youngsters today are not prepared
To buy plants or collect stamps
They won’t believe their wearing lead lined pants
Keeping them inert like just a carrot can’t
Aging in the space between two magnets face to face

Your house keys are cut from utter nonsense
From the ground to utter nonsense up

When the people factory shuts down
There is not mad fandangle on the opposite ends of
Telescopes in spotlights in subparticles of rock
The petty douse of your death spread over light years
Awaiting the impact of laughter diffuse througt space

There is no search party for a star gone dim

Are you prepared to give a guided tour
Of your planet to something like… God
To speak on behalf of all phylum
From single-celled to sapien ?
Are all your cells in agreement?

The empty space between distant airs doesn’t care…