Out there where the statues gaze out at newsreels.
In here where my chest is a cage for ideals
Out there where the wolves howl at the queues
In here where my spine is for keyboard reviews
Out there at the oil-enriched acid-etch dude-ranch

Here where the truth is the heart of the lie
Where conspiracies race for the courage to fly
Here where go-getters do what they’re told
Where ideology stops and is melted for gold

In here where the square peg fits in a round black hole
Out there the where the planets conspire to dissolve
In here where the bells have been pealing forever
Out there where sirens call ships to the river
In here with the hollow statue carved out of flesh

April 2010

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