Mascara streaks
on expressionless faces
punk-metal fills the air
a swarm of pierced humanity
hits the mosh without a care
Rabbit holes of red-hot coals
their world spinning on a string
empty souls dance to Dave Grohl
life to them, a fling
Rubber necks on double decks
Russian missiles fill the skies
distant fires from funeral pyres
the flames flicker in their eyes
Tattered seams on crocheted dreams
slip knot future up ahead
poisoned streams and noiseless memes
They’ll dance until their dead
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