Burns a hole in the naked body,
Empty lackluster colourful room,
Save me from mundane tax, cardinal pleasure,
Are we only truly alive during shy chasing’s of fleshy glimpses?,
Are you as present as I intermittently feel?
Building stone masons of the monetary world,
The architect of a crumbling empire,
Overseen by the masters just another number in the game,
A magpie collecting trinkets,
Virtually appeasing extroverts fill the evening,
Sunken into the exasperated hobbyist’s hole.
( it is an incredibly hot day today )