Transcending Static

Shotgun noise complaints ring out, as they

slap against cement...

In this cemetery of distress it gets hard to

pay the rent...

...But we do what we can do to reap

A modicum of gross...

...Or else we don't, and souls are lost

like waves down Ivory Coast...

I hear a noise, it snags my ear...

another distress call?...

...Or is it just s