frisbee

locked in a sorry dream

you know we're drowning in designer ice cream

this is the present but it's no surprise

then i realize

what i see i spies

the past was eagle-eyed

the future's pixelised

i had my frisbee sharpened and honed

i had it galvanized and chromed

decapitate and bury your toys

my frisbee brings the noise

what i see i spies

the past was eagle-eyed

the future's pixelised