People Are Dividing

People are dividing what they know and they don't know into parts Traffic jams and telephone scams come to know us better than we know our selves It must be time to redress the old, the new , the now we hide from within Slowly entering the news from an unknown perspective to rattle from underneath Death's blanket folds over decay like undone garbage heaps reveals stench This is the new nature made perfectly old by its semblances to dance The light eternal is made of junk the imagination clouds beyond stars its food I blow past you and you past me as we enter another moment oh blankness It is carved carbon dating us back to the earth space we live upon