Trilobites were extinct
Once, just like the Dinosaurs
a hundred million years ago
and also,
in the bible, the end comes when
the sun turns black
the seas full of life drain
and the images of Hell are images of the Opposite

At least wood comes back to the ground, to the Earth

I feel like everyone is acting
-just acting-
underneath the
Play
There is an ounce of Real
People
Under the
Plastic surgery in Plastic Life in Minutes
The made up
I made up
The Concepts within the metaphors
The circled
Answers
Or historians fighting over
( I want to say)
History

What does the knowledge of
Certain decay do to you?
To the psyche?
And more importantly
To your
Self?

Plastic doesn’t even decay, unlike wood.

I thought killing someone was the only free choice
Not denied
Then again,
We all want a singing God
But no one ever gets one
I got a Styrofoam box
And plastic cutlery
At the eating place
I can’t sleep
I can’t believe in making love
And the bats are acting like birds.