PROFILE

We are sexual, telepathic, word orientated goofs,
We are nebulous, necromantic, prehensile,
We are roaming, reared and romantic,
We are benign, bovine and bizarre,
Our residencies are eclectic,
Places, like time, happen anywhere,
We have free will yet constantly fight our own destiny,
And cannot subjugate matter over fidelity,
We are born to remember ourselves,
Holding statue in the face of volition,
The road is fraught with danger,
We are supernumeraries on the stage of the world theatre,
Human life is both precious and dispensable,
The societies that have occurred are meretricious,
Tribal chaos veneered by bouncing colour,
Adult schizomania rages, civilisation's final stages,
We are lumpen incarnate, mind-altered,
The world is a representation of our complexities,
By computer programmed serendipity,
And we are scattered, myriad, running,
Peopled in a thousand continents,
Jolly on the hop, a multi-faceted being.