The dark sunrise: definitive review of today

My headphones emits raucous sound of dark thoughts from a forgotten soundtrack called yesterday.

Everyday, the unreliable people gather around in circles to plot the day
for another organized chaos.
Their hands is saturated with jet fluid-
Their minds are circumnavigating with the same
contemptible ideas.    (A collection)
of median binary minds pouring cement on their heads
and running through a tsunami
yet for another split second
brainmalfunction.