Meeting down by the quay

A defective quantum steam engine cannot dissolve water currents. Two-sided satellites make poisonous wires dance in the Autumn moonlight. Movers in love with dopamine’s evil nerve graphite never shed tears when parting.

 

Meeting down by the quay,

Sea of Sabotage,

most influential global grin genre

lighting up the sky,

with the soft lullabies

of weeping Wendigo eyes.

 

Ominous neuro-graffiti, enraptured with a Dopamine Harvester, like a hoax of an iridescent jet fuel, can’t melt sea punk beams. Near yesterday’s forgotten calliopes, bipedal satellites grow toxic umbilical melodies, preconceived entropy buds flower on crisp, frozen gaze