mindless states of mind

Was it canned laughter that had all the audience react in time for an appropriate length of time every polished time in every episode of friends
and did the bowels of group attention shake their tectonic plates whenever Graham Norton said bowel or nothing more foul than bum or 'come' in the face of the thinking mainstream
 because juvenile innuendo is so irrepressibly consciousness shattering that adults are swept off their feet with only the collective vibration of sonic shaking to ground them from being catapulted off into the ether trapped in frozen splinters of individuality
Why analyse and compute the repressed sexuality of post war slap-stick carry ons if we just carry on

In the trial of antics in denial through semantics
getting sloshed is termed 'avin a drink', to disguise the desperation of frying nerve endings of a  few hundred thousand brain cells so we can get to know each other.
while suspending the pursuit to know ourselves

When girls make themselves deliberately sick with a goal of appearing anorexic because the industry of parading size zero is epic, isn't there an imbalance between instinct and logic
No matter how many times she hears airbrush she actually hears status, meaning approval
meaning the security of being wanted and spirals into the warped vortex of a popularity contest
as though she's cognitively dislexic or so wilfully irrational that flirting with suicide is as skilfully fashionable
as matriarchs becoming subordinates

We don't even seem to mind
that 24 hour carbon rays will send us blind ,
alongside pesticides on our insides :
That the toxic damage of cosmetics doesn't end with the spraying of ammonia into the eyes of a restrained animal and doesnt stop eating you because you had a shower

and most of the money in most of the vaults are just the life source  of sugars and salts  weaved through the sterile womb of lethargic soil and more Haitian eco-structures

These are earth's jewels ,  
We've refined her fuels and sucked them to become pollutant mutants
since restoring the milk of her nurturing breast cannot be achieved with the genius of synthetic augmentation

So the masters of the planet catch more cancer than any other mammals
So scienctificaly progressive that we're teetering on Armageddon
And in the great expanse of time we got here without blinkin
Defined by fathomless intellect somehow we consistently suspend thinking
rendering the difference between common sense and nonsense superfluous
Ultimately fate will deal according to our performance
from genesis to the present
when the light came on
though no-one's home