unified by division

topping charts to Siberia
they cast across Europe the States 
legs down south by jeep by boat by
on foot on mood stabilizers on 
chromebooks over streams and bit torrents
with under age girls 
like some strange new religion unified
by division


sorry division

the old sound was nothing like the new sound, and the new sound nothing like that which would replace it, but when the music was at its level best, well, you could tell the old lived inside the new,  a candle cased in glass, where all the moths gathered, and world reflections wide came to a collective point, we became one again you and me, before the flame flickered and the wick succumbed, gave way to the sorry division.

real unreal by katya