Ash and Bone

Hey you!
Free man- casting
Bearded shadows
Over a concrete ocean
Into which one must scuba-dive
for sunlight.

The future looks at you
With its retrospective eyes
Cursing your conundrum and blessing
Your disguise, you

Fall and rise, eat your fucking French fries,
Say your battery-acid goodbyes,
Surmise the escape to escape the surprise
Of a truth you hate and the love that lies

Between the wicked and the wise
You can stick it to the man,
Woman, elephant and child.

What are you waiting for?
Monetize.