Amalgamated

A depressed hatter, nothing new
desperately in his shop,
waiting for costumers buying worn out
will not appear ever.

A polititian always thinking big
not of the mad man
for we need a future and jobs
even more sickness on the way.

A promoter crashing the car
several times a day
buggers the audience
and counts his money.

Two crabs roasting in the sun
melt on each other
surreal art was the cause
they fell into a cruzible.

It just looked like joga
a single monkess does
not one could tell
it´s only her, but it is.

Complete brown eyes, dark
made of driftwood
a gone wrong teleportation
of the souls.

The fanbase at the stands
was just watching it happening
maybe scared, shocked
sitting astounded and crippled.

Cold, slippery, algae overgrown stones
they had to walk on for felt hours
the stick on the stones
unreachable down underwater.

Muddy chains of cheap promises
embraced our true lovers
they seemed to be captured
and lost but

It appeared nature didn´t redeem
all those lies, and nervously
and caugth by a hidden camera
they let each other go.

As they dipped their glowing red bodies
into the water, it boiled and steamed
another statue of love bronze
got a crack and broke all secrets.