Theatrics

Hear me this:

I’ve accepted the shooshing of the machine
Negligee grimaces won’t be mine; no more
Beaten
Beaten
The sentences with no punctuations
Occidental primal necessities
Kiss the pavement with a glossy veneer of
Smug satisfaction
The beauty of tremolos
Dissipated into a warble
Echoed is the unsung enemy
Filling my cavernous mind with a needless
Need for need for need for need
Let’s make it loud,
Make it hurt,
Make it agitated,
Reactionary need for need for
Puppets to a strange emperor
And I like to dance and he likes when I dance
Don’t make it obvious
We all strive with our brailled fingertips
Gimme