This is surely where you’ll die.
Every face you never wanted to see again
just showed up at your door.
And every spider strangling in its web
just waved a spry spindle leg as if to say,
Hello, welcome to everything you never wanted.
There are children playing out in the garden
and none of them will ever amount to anything.
Here most everyone loses all and everything
Like lifeboats hanging from strings,
They’re built to last
but I bet you they’ll never touch the water.
Nobody is here to help you.
There are hard working men
with only plastic for eyes
and all the walls you run into
will be daunting in size.
And just when you think you’ve gotten close
To where you’ve always wanted to be
you’ll look beside yourself and realize
all the wildlife are trying to fly with tattered tar wings.
Why, just up the hill
in a grassy plain picture
they’re raising creatures
just to murder.
And the sound all these creatures make
when their hides hit metal reminds you that, after all
we’re really just bones that sometimes attach to one another.
The worst part is
you can cry,
oh you can cry!
Oh we’ve all tried
but you’ll never cry an ocean high enough
for any lifeboat to float on.
(Plus even if you ever got to leave what would you feed to that menace of a machine that only eats green?)
Now find your way out.