Posh Plotters Poem by Ximmi Moon

Hello again we are Godzilla, you are Japan

And five is a four letter word for sure

Still laughing at the fake sound of progress

To hell we ride on the last train home

Awkward directions a thousand apologies

The handsome swing of life told me to leave

A million miles away last summer

Can't stop, gotta date with Hate

4 AM forever in a town called hypocrisy.

Don't I know I can't catch tomorrow?

It's not the end of the world but I can see it from here

Next stop Atro City streets of nowhere

Everybody's screaming a better nothing

For he's a jolly good felon.