i solved it late one afternoon. all the numbers shifted from stereogram
revealing coded expression: rightwing political discontent.
damn freedom of information collectors like daleks emerged with faux-stealth
gutting any life from this phenomena. surprise. all the best
(really seditious) numbers then went on tour rocking coastal venues rsls
sham mcdonalds & charity bins. in the audience wined & dined
town-cryer hopefuls were in mclust proclaiming ?´the end'
& ?´more mistakes bound to follow'. the moral descent not unlike
working through a spate of coins
glued to the concrete.
rockhard disenchantment everywhere on the streets kids
shooting crack & ice lollying es as a gimmick
looking for love in corporate logos or buildings of glass
a score a hard soft centred body a gourmet chocolatier? heavens
all the collection of streets needed was unilateral accord
only the messages they continue.
harder to interpret correctly & no news about the land in them now
but you can feel the knowledge linger perhaps it whispers
through the trees (they haven't all been cut down yet
that popular & well-spoken alarum
is false a lie dormant in 071002 also
if you scan carefully the original copy
through the church's bullet-proof perspex).
but i'm no prophet.