Adminman

Spring in  the apparatchik world where administration rules

So you can talk to him and her to you, admin begats admin

File a kiss under A 

For anaesthetised and E for everyone 

We burnt our bridges to the sun

we crossed the land of our life, under this translucent sky

Us band of wide eyed fools

Carefree of destination or arrival.

Through the road works we drove mile on mile

Light splashed and flashed through the trees

Played on our skin and flickered in our eyes, in toward our hearts and still we raced, through suburban hell and city swell, through the surreal unreal of this our little time. Our sweet so bitter short lives. 

Counting the seconds like miles of office blocks and laughing , I am here you said, to tell you all, to shake you all and beg you all, to reach in and give it all away,

 I know what it is we all want to say 

To take off our snake skin suits, that we might

just once, 

with no obstruction

reach the finality 

and feel our existence 

in one totality.