Too many secrets
too many secrets
2 4 6 8 who will you investigate?
when the cover up has been suffocated by too many blankets
and we sit back and let the voting for a dance show consume us
something is very wrong and its not the danish
what’s in aarons closet
what’s recording in my attic
everything’s alright now everything’s fine
and we want you to sleep well
(while we watch you)
big brother was nothing but a sandlot bully compared to the men in grey hats
these boundless informants
hola, me llamo….
We already know.
pardon me, may I borrow your identity
while we study your stylometry
and ask for sworn oaths which flame like floating chinese lanterns
before settling back down in little piles of ashes
to be swept away