Insula

insulated isolated

insides violated

outside noise

boys will be boys

bullshit excuses

for drugs that are juices

more noise

correct is erect

and false is fallen

reality a sheet

of histories calling

precepts agreed upon

rest of us trained

if truth is a rock

we’re brained

wax in the wet-work

mucking up signs

static automatic

designs by dasein

rabbit is repetitive

habits order panic

derivative robot

wires sparking in the attic

insulation on fire

turned a house into none

sifting through the rubble

‘cause it had to be done

there’s no malice in the miscellany

had to be done

paranoia patternless

had to be done

pocket poesy in the ashes

it had to be done

bones of an island

one