Coastal Taipan, Rosy Maple Moth

I make my rounds at night Melancholy makes a deafening sound 
 Watching a fight under flickering streetlight
 Siren wail fresh dirt mound Mirrored graves moon blinding white Bloodhound’s delight Blood in my teeth all there is to drink in the Mojave Pour my blood like cream in your coffee Paparazzi puzzled dead eyed like bream Bluffing that we’re living the dream Air around buzzing with electricity
 Buzzing hives of activity Casually tossing bolts at warehouses and machinery Thousands of casualties That’s just how it is with industry
 Flies held alive in the mouth
 Caustic popcorn ceiling house
 Prison to the south Tall and wide Clever mouse bides his time
 Plainclothes thinks he’s sly The golden age of cobwebbed halls and bonsais
 Days in wildfire haze close by burnt out homes piled high
 Choking on the ash of wildlife and karma I’m camera shy but can’t be fazed by suspicious eyes
 Every precious thing broken by design
 I turn to dust as we speak Rivets weak Rig leaking oil into my beak
 Wreak havoc on my coral reef Let the plastic tea steep In the deep sea vampire squids teach economics
 Watch your step even kids carry onyx blades
 Ripple in the everglades gators selling stolen arms and legs I make my rounds at night
 Flying kites I found in abandoned playgrounds
 Surrounded by discarded trash popped red balloon Fridge runs Doom but can’t save floral bloom My obsolescence planned like I’m bending spoons Blessed is the flame It burns in my veins I’m playing along with the game of staying sane The flame is blessed If you’re desperate tell them you’ll die how you lived A coward by default yeah yeah it’s on the quiz Yeah yeah that’s just how it is Data-racing mice with name tags and bellyaches Motonormative mind windshield bias opaque Carcinogens in your milkshake Your four year old wants a sip Take your pick it’s that or an earthquake Stripped screws in my fingers
 Mandate to kill fash flip the transistors Turn it to ash Dash away sequence CRISPR
 The flame asks in a whisper Will I fall deeper still or erupt with a whimper? Sputter and hiss Don’t knock just enter From the center of the frame From nerves came the bender Hell bent on anger Yeah yeah that’s my gender Blessed is the flame I’m a dame of the lazily dressed Lie flat in a crow’s nest
 The flame is blessed Live in stasis a polemic with no pages Manic faces hiss about allegedly dead phages
 Allegedly brought back from extinction Immune system rages
 Economy just a fiction we’re caged in Dereliction no problem lobotomy repetition Boxer rebellion That’s how to serve an eviction That blessed flame is ammunition