GYM STUDIO


GYM STUDIO WORLD


Shrink, priest
And confessor
The gym coach listens
In muscular manner

‘And he said and I said
Too much to bear
No-go relationship
Then there’s my boss’ 
Machines pound
An hour of energy and sweat
Just to stay on one spot
Maintain the status quo

Radio adverts play
Padded child car seats
Only the best for you and yours
Protection guaranteed

Meanwhile
In another world
The children play 
With landmines

Under the proud eyes
Of a Paris shopfront
Kids, chips, rugs, dogs
Tumble on a mattress 
Paper cup out for coin

Turning billboards 
Show the limits of our dreams
Two-time dating
Perfect bodies in sleek cars
Cruise down champagne rivers
Under the gilt stars of a chandelier

The flagpoles of our culture
Rattle empty in the wind
While the god born through its navel
Appears on every screen
Grinning empty blessings
From the filmscript of its mind

Weaving fools’ gold 
We make nests in the ruins 
Sing sweet lullabyes
While the eye of a storm
Wipes a world away

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