October 1

Burn and crash
spinning hubcap
fire and ash
this abstract
midsize to compact
this is a definitive rap
defining my black
shaded sunglasses
that's blotting the sun
I succumb
like icy hot: numb
to the drums
of the tribes
that supply
the anthem of the night
this imperialized
society
is trying me
anxiety
driving me
and her connected
yet disconnect
dream complex
rests in death



P.S. If you can figure out what this means, please feel free to let me know