Rebuild.nCannot close our eyes.nnConstruction paper traffic...corner office destruction.nThe cityscape burns brighter by the hour.nClock tower: bring us all down.nMarching like ants to the foundation of a higher form.nTrash. Capped and smothered. Trash bag. Trash hat.nnFeed me fear. (Informal gluttony)nnConstruction paper lawns...force-fed attention grabber...nwhen will you learn.nFirst come first serve.nThe all you can eat trumpet...playing the tunes of our death.nBreathe......now blow. Now blow.nnLet it be heard.nnThe preacher's talent is going through the airwaves.n(I need to be led in the right direction. Set up the bumpers...nrunning in the gutter)nThe little kids taught me well...nbut I wonder why they don't listen anymore.n(It's a television nightmare).nEat and watch, eat eat eat...what they feed.nCorner office tubes...give me the best view in the hut.nnFeed me fear. (Informal gluttony)