illusion of safety

Walk down the line
down the line of insurgency
and you’ll see a man sobs

Turn the world upside down
I walk north, you walk south
blatant distinction
we’ll end up next to each other again

It’s ok if you didn’t prepare for this
rather amusing I must say,
but the story has just begun
though I’m not having fun.

Dial, dial that line
forget about the talking rabbit
she doesn’t know much about you

Treble too high,
mundane affection.

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