Static Acts

Air currents grind, monotony

Image defined, static scene

Adherents bent opinion-less

Following scent of commonnessFit the latest rage

Whatever stains the page

Then fears allayed

Of lonely shadeWheels, they grind, industry

Insipid finds out, out of key

Opinions bent towards standard waves

Bleaching out divergent shadesMock integrity

Veiled hypocrisy

Ironic finds

When selves descriedBan expressiveness, bold repressiveness

Dictated by minds, closed tight

And walls that shut out light

And so we have static acts