Nano Wrecks

I've got some foes but not any
Woes that overwhelm and
Soon we'll see the light undim

Trashing rooms, we trash each
Other up, we trash each
Other down, we always frown

He there tried freedom, but when
She needed him he settled
For fine print and bronzing skin

There is no problem here
There is no problem here
Why must you start the fighting, dear?

Take these plastic rings and throw them
Out the window, into gardens
To stop the flow
To stop the weakened foes.
Silhouettes of spinnerettes
That will correct our
Micro, no, nano wrecks
Gigantic wrecks.
One-dimensional thoughts
We process what we're not
Intending to ever use.
Twisted strings
We trace the elements
The seventh second that
We choose to leave.
Take these plastic rings and throw them
Out the window, into gardens
To stop the flow
To stop the weakened foes.

There is no problem here
There is no problem here
Why must you start the fighting, dear?
There is no problem here