What are the signs

by Mark

How will we know it’s right?
Will wind whisper words
Dropping our lobes beneath 
The knees. Can we expect
Consummate signs
Showing the way
Unpolluted by the
Botox  smiles selling
Cultivated looks
and cute couplets
With big eyed pink teddy bears
Holding the for sale signs.
Will it be bricks bashing
The brain with remarks
Of this is it, furnished
Upwards by pumps of the heart.
Or does the brain play two-faced
Showing us a tail, when
It’s just two heads snaked
around our ventricles
playing a quick Monte.