Get Off

Lascivious,
It's all that I can think of as I drag my feet, searching
Like a Diogenes,
Dangerous,
The adjectives of the decade and of your alluring intricacies,
Yes I see your green-screen mentality
And I can feel the sting of its consequence,
And I know I shouldn't but it's too much to ignore,
An emotion I deplore,
Every time I look at you, I just want to do it,
I can clench my fist right through it
But I just want to get off,

Rectilinear,
This direction we've been heading never realizing we are on a runaway machine,
Angular,
The momentum that does turn us one step further on our ladder,
One more turn toward the east,
I realize your green-screen mentality
And I know it is shared by many more,
And I know it is quite impossible
But I am damned to find a way to
Revolve the other way,
Every time I scrutinize I just say "screw it",
We're on a ride down a blind conduit and I just want to get off