A name change or a 

Hollywood facade can't hide 

the rot and ruin 

 The rain and sun shake 

hands and with a wink and a 

nod confuse us all 

Blood river runs high

as nations seek out victims

for bridges of bone 

Tabula rasa 

again as at birth all thoughts 

vanish with your smile 

You've been looking through 

the wrong end with myopic 

straining, missing all 

Go ask Sisyphus 

how he feels every time it

goes to hell once more 

From within the light 

flecked bushes two eyes sparkled

blinked and then were gone