I hope death takes me before
The mindless chatter
The shallow water
The spinning chair
The scurrying trivial everything and battling insecure politics
Muted voices chiming out
Those pretending to believe in their dreamless lives
What is belief without a dream
What is life without the reassurance of death or at least
relief

I don't want to cry about my hair
when the tint bounces back from white to gold
I don't want to cheer at the birth
of another cruel institution

I hope death takes me before
The white flag of "what shade of white is my favorite white flag?"