Infinity Mirror

Refrain
they’re — tellin’ visions — ( cool )
on tele visssion — ( ooooh )
we’re spinnin’ visions — too — ( wait, what ? )
why can’t we seeee right through ?

V1 — Shelley In Her Bedroom
eh: shelley really isn’t sweltering
during sheltering
she’s reading ‘bout a fellowship
they’re tryin’ to melt a ring
with elves & kings, elder trees
an elven queen
sméagol’s preciousss deeds
what a selfish, fiend
like, that devil, up — in politics
her thoughts interjected
closed the printed pages
signed in to her netflix
who cares about reality ? — challenging
but the nexus of streaming ??
collective — panic — cinematic screenings !
the world’s a ball of gasoline —
incendiary tweeting
shelley cannot understand the yelling
all the misery
the armed are demonstrating
they can un, maskkk
for liberty
when microscopic germs are mightier
than artillery ?

[ CLICK ]

V2 — Grizzle at a Sandwich Shop
oh, he ? — wants a hoagie
he’s a heero
G.I. Joe — he won’t ever eat a gyro — ( yee’ro )
he’s at a chain restaurant, it’s —
open for takeout
is he — hopin’ to take out — an army of tables ?? sub
machine — gun — slung — over one — shoulder ? sub
marine — sandwich — more than — one — ordered
explosive joseph — most call him grizzle
capslock’d — blackletter
falling vertical the middle
of his bare arms
skin — pigment — ink’d with:
“right to bear arms”
and down his left arm, the first phrase:
“it’s my god-given”
his squad’s livin’ like a sloth of bears
cross’d, eyes — cross hairs
assemble ! — avenging as a klik klak, quintet
five captains of america wheels up in their quinjet
“free liberty ! ” — they fly a banner candidly
camera’s see, them
basking in their patriotic pageantry

Refrain
they’re — tellin’ visions — ( cool )
on tele visssion — ( ooooh )
we’re spinnin’ visions — too — ( wait, what ? )
why can’t we seeee right through ?

V3
IF only we could smith & wesson
slay the myth & legend
shed the narratives
during intimate discretions
the tiny fibs seem to only lead to misdirections
they pit, the pendulums against each other
hidden tension
it’s a’bit depressing: constant finger shaking
turns to middle digit waving
quit the shaming
we’re all the saaame thing:
huuumans — bickering is so incessant
arms akimbo
then we throw up symbols
why they skip the message ?
why the split — divisions ?
politics — skin — religion
ancient arguments — that started back
multi generations
from classsroom — to classs war —
such a simple lesson, thiss
systematic grid —
ain’t it, a — slick invention ?
praise, the rich & bless ‘em
jumping jehoshaphat !
let’s pull the switch
& quit, thiss submission session
the age of raise a fist, objection !
then face, oppression
& pistol weapons
the kneeling pressure of
economic cleansing

V4
if only we could let go, anchor
out the, echo chamber
that’s a person, nextdoor
why we heckle, neighbors ?

12 MAY 2020 | Copyright © B. Yee
Lyrics from the album, APART_MENT, 2021, by Gene Wilderness

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