edges blunted, flakes flecking;
glossies of phallic scrapers,
illumines, lamines and salines,
senses cowed, cowardice assured;
more aqua-green notes to assuage,
the merciless hunger of the register.
garments of formless fashion,
in the name of ‘haute couture’,
becomes on the frame of an androgyne,
and soon sleeps in the cavernous closet,
of the ‘fashionably glamarous’ tai-tai,
only to see the jarring light,
at a ‘hors-de-ouvres’ tete-a-tete.
rays radiating from the cathode screen,
transient images against irises,
of blue-eyed bevies and padded dudes,
trails of gore and screams of torture,
statuesque gaze of the nonchalant reader,
flashes of news, lurching and subsiding;
bearing tales of Sodom and Gomorrah.
music assaults the psyche, consciousness alters,
from states of anxiety to that of non-being,
pulsating strobes strike sweating bodies,
binding the ugly and beautiful to its command,
under the trance of its relentless attacks,
a smokescreen against evil lying dormant,
in the polluted air that one inhales.
Today we celebrate the anniversary of Insensibilities