Void commuter
Fences of dregs
Valleys of no manners
Raise the tar spangled banner

Credulous and uncreative
(even) though the odds were even
Discover the land of uncertainly, behave!
Another winter closer to the grave

Last year these pines were not here?
Remember when you were wild and restless
You cannot see the forest for the fear
I see you with your stalagmite necklace

While I heard the drumming of woodpeckers resonate
I noticed ants falling from the top of trees
I was a drone before the drones arrived
Commuters frow hostile and docile