over barren deserts and lonely highways
extending out of sight, out of mind,
sub-consciously serving this universal deception:
humanity
a disease we all suffer, driving us mad
justifying our faults, our vices
running headlong after that defining virtue
civilization
a disappointment at best, a failure perhaps
basing our ethics on majority
a barren road with but one destination
ownership
roadside they stand, these phallic skeletons
feeding our pride; and our shame
like a pissing dog marking it’s territory
animalistic