Harharhar.

A ribbon cutting ceremony-
Scissors to the umbilical chord.
Shattered glass bleeds pale champagne, flat and insipid.
Stained chrysanthemum panties...
A maiden voyage.
I don't know myself well enough for this.

HEY JOE.

The cities are at war with the Earth.
Edifices built as concrete testaments to ephemeral victory...
The battle is won, yet the war rages on unbeknown to the masses.
Cracking asphalt belies stark perfection-
Oh, ivy-covered Colosseum crumbling under gravity's thrusting pelvis-
Coital and conquered
We forget that we're all just here to fuck and die.