NO EXITS ~ EXIST ON
In the car park of a stark oblivion
best to leave your engine running
Don’t plug the spark
Don’t phone it home
all on your own
in the brooding dark
If you’ve got the app
of a beating heart
with an overflowing cup
about to break
don’t go hopping for the exit
like a white rabbit lost in transit
all hectic to be running late
for a meet ‘n’ greet
with dire fate
Don’t go scanning the trash can
like a fox on the run
Don’t go canning a living plan
so grand
whilst circling the drain
with a fearful frown
when there’s a garden party
going down
right here … and right now
in a bright
and sunny Wonderland βοΈ