Days of Suborbital Rollercoasters and Mad Gambles

He said
"I just wanna
see everything go
back to yesteryear
same ol’ ordinary
eroded freedoms
and gentle
delusions"

But those old
bits of eggshell
are never
going to fit
back together
again

Having been

sanded
rounded
drilled

Hung on the
necklaces of our
conquerors

As the sign
of their sadistic
paternalistic mandate
penetrating our minds
with giddy delusions
of grand victories
before
plunging us

back to earth
branded...
crisped

....smashed