American Melancholia
This world
lost and forsaken
muttering in mirrors
the puppet smile
 
Artistically artificial
furnished and tarnished
spotless with
climatical breath
Maschineries voices
cluck happily
coldness
in toyish harmony

Backdrop world
recklessly saved
lost innocence
until electricity fails

Faith-healers
on lonely stages
remaining:
the refuge of politeness
it was nice to meet you

strangeness reveals its face