It’s the simple explanation of the human lifestyle encapsulated in it’s evening out.
The one night stand of understanding. The morning after it wakes and dons its gown.
Unrecognizable but for the headache that follows like a lost puppy looking for its owner.
Not quite ready for public eyes it waits for the next cycle of appearances, always the loner.
Consuming the consumer, simplistic truth is found in glass walls as society stones it.
Only the darkest night knows its face, yet humanity claims he knows it.
Following a trend of good humor, blind faith and reckless actions man is stripped to his bare essentials
All on an operating table of a doctor that kills his victims slowly with the romance of wine and candles

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Roman traditions in grand form, aluminum cans in hand
Recycling the same thought process as the last time of celebration of man.
A human abstract of humanity’s downfalls and greatest moments, but nothing between.
The sum of civilizations actions. every philosophers veritable wet dream
Reduction of gray area, high contrast of the small window into man’s mind
Causing the poor of spirit but strong of thought to stand down for those of weak in brain to stand high
Bottling life into a see through cage, available at your local establishment.
Leaving the world to guess at what every single other man meant