two

longing hands thrown
together in honey coated conformity
defined standards
shape the shapeless homes
standard boxes scatter the streets
polluting life's meaning
flowers emit radioactive waves
the willow tree's breath consists
of burnt rubber and pesticides
rivers swimming with churches and air conditioned cubicles
drowning in deceiving perfection
family dinners devour politics
and football for desert

to me this seems second rate
I want out on this
so then I can have in on life