Complex fusion of apathetic, synaptic confusion
Ratchet dread clamping
Angst for the panorama of direction
Anger of hypnotic heathenism
Flustered beyond social acceptance
And over again is it
There must be a way to see through
Elevator Music
I want my life to be like elevator music Like 1980s water cooler talk Dimmed by sconces and the latest office scandal Bossa nova music and the scent of candles Dulled by suburban apathy and psychiatristsLaughter and clinking of glasses White noise and waves upon the...
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