bicker street


empires steering outward and awkward
convergence of streets laying gravel upon scattershot highways
the conflict of deaf voices waging wars against dead silence
rallying their cries into cotton-stuffed plastic unison
carousels of inanity
backlit by relevant landscapes and sky

a city's worth of crowd numbing painful noises
an evergrowing ancestrial expunge
proliferated through telephone rumors and practiced outbursts
sea snakes for sidewalks against the solid road
talking points to bus stops
bookmarking the misconceptions of bizarre rhythm methods
filling our senses with empty shells
the oaths of an empire in its wake