Accessorise and polymerise
The input culture breathes,
Demands acceptance
Not impotent pirouetting
Through half-baked excuses.

Samurai Jack is a fantabulous cartoon, only I am not certain that it still screens.

I seen the days
When shadows cling
To your windows
And I wait
But you don't come
Out to play
With the other kids.
Freaky bunny,
You are afraid
The other kids
Will treat you funny
But no-one's laughing
At the shadows clinging
To your windows.
Doing weird dances
Half-glimpsed
And unheard
They won't come near.

I seen the nights
When lights shine
Through till morning
And sobbing
Seems to last a lifetime.
Echoes down the street.
Waking the neighbors
Or their dog
To howl a dirge for you.
Can't you see?
I know I can't bear,
When the curtains
Ripple in unfelt winds
And I am just waiting here
For signs of life in the light,
In the night.

Rubbish day
It seems you never
Have any at all
For them
And the other kids
The laugh and say
You eat it all
But that's not possible
And it's not funny
But they laugh anyway
Better than the shadows
That stare through walls
And sheets
Bringing goosebumps
And icy-quick heaves.

Flickering candles
Knowitall uncles
Claim you don't belong
Say they'll say so
Never seem to though,
But it's funny
Cause they drink
And they curse
But they shiver
When the shadows dance
And the curtains
Whisper hidden breezes.
"Haunted" they says
"Knock-it-down"
But they wont.

The shadows
Have a life of their own
And sometimes I wonder
When the day is bright
And the air is warm
If they are you
And you are dancing
To a silent tune
And you laugh at us
All afraid of you.