Niche society salivates.

Niche society that salivates
the teeth bound and bare
The trails gone cold
the blood draining from the feet
they dragged you in 
they dragged you out.

The scent of the fight,the blue lights
No sirens to drag you to safety now
the timetabled tinnitus
the bell you can’t hear.

Tracing flares in the sky
the sinking feeling
the ground Below
looking for the signs above
the night you lost so long ago.

No sanctuary now your stuck in 
The quagmire of those dance steps.

you’d like us to forget
The ones you left to other men’s
now broken good names
Rock paper scissors
Those clothes that procedure
The assemble line amnesiac.

Tracing flares in the sky
The sinking feeling
the ground below
Looking for signs above
The night you lost so long ago.

North of the red sky’s meteors that aligned.

Tracing flares in the sky
The sinking feeling
The ground below
Looking for signs above
The night you lost so long ago.