UN(+)ed

Swarms of wasps, buzzing like machine
To an alternation of languid and limpidity.
Feed the cow, green with make believe
Heterogenic principles of world peace.

This tinsel town with red doors,
Invites applicant only poker-faced whores.
You, a troller trapped in his own bait,
Forget the fish and feel one’s oat.

Cradle your meadow muffins,
Nourish the stone and let the bugs begin.
Water the wound and rivet the knot.
What you have in your bower is what u sought.

No admission without permission
Reads the denotation on doctors door,
If dimes on floor makes you bend,

All the captives imprisoned are innocent.