Eyeless turrets survey
Picture perfect soot post cards
Flat silvers, dull panes
Anti-personnel impersonal
Do paper targets
Get a premonition
Up and down
Escher's chutes and ladders?

Clay pigeons on hangars
Track left and down, zoom the finder
Every inch fortified
By its aperture

How long spent against the grain
Before concrete soul gives way
In concerted surrender we play dead but never really die

Lyrics submitted by Soul at Zero

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