Beat Gravity

Let's kiss and make up.
Some ideas we take up,
Are a coma of imagination
A mind's entrenched isolation.
There's no march for solidarity,
No reach out for parity.
Roll the dice
For advice.

I've got buttons you've pushed
In this nightclub your silence is hushed.
A computer to dictate the beat.
Control, alt, and delete.
A light from a soul with no source
All from within us, of course.
So gently sated,
Our odds are weighted.

We've stepped right outside
This narrow universe: so wide
Of a mark we'd respect,
Given time to reflect.
Incandescent points of trailing light
Broaden pulsing tunnels once tight
Now rejoice
With no choice.

No more the devious child,
All deductibles are neatly filed.
It's seldom life's a joy,
Just a puzzle: a grim toy.
The polarizing effect of our age?
Shining red's fade to calm beige.
And "What's on TV?"
Mediocrity.