Unknown Pleasures

MAN IN THE HEDGEROW:

         "Two silhouettes coast across the faintly flowing rooftops of modern suburbia.  Perhaps thieves; perhaps illusions.  Nevertheless, echoing impacts of shuffling feet and ocean-wave track-pants shimmer through the muggy night atmosphere into my inquisitive ears.  FLASH! Caught in the camera eye only to be devoured by my dark room’s spotlight and exposed to publicity nation.  Protrude a laugh at the expense of cries?  Or lie to the faces of those who divulge justice?  Such decisions are not of my nature; OUR nature, only of those who streak fast atop city peaks."

MEN UPON ROOFTOPS:
         
              "We parade through the starlight upon flurrying rooftops and structures of the material civilization.  Two swift figures, perhaps nighthawks; perhaps thieves of the freedoms THEY will never know or understand.  There is a release deep inside my soul when I stride past chimneys and eaves troughs.  Like a life dangling over the world’s precipice I wander towards the edge of annihilation; my exaltation.  The patter-pittering of my galloping shoes pulses through my ears and into my heart.  FLASH!  Fool in the hedgerow grasping meaningless stills of unknown perspectives; far-flung intentions.  May his mind fall astray from suffering and become stranded in peace.  All his captures will ever expose is a pair of restless birds consumed in their flight…already gone."