Any given situation that cannot be salvaged should be discarded,

a nihilistic view of what life can do

and when meaningless
becomes the
meaning
we are less
than we can be.

This is wrong
but they'll tell
you
it's right.

The new stability is
untenability,
the platform
no longer the game

and the longer this goes on
the more that I lose

who
would choose a day
knowing
the hours are being
chipped
slowly away?

So
it's a walk on the plank
and
who should I thank
for this?

Platitudes
don't pay the dues
and
that ain't no news
we
all lose one way
or another.

I'm jogging on
leaving it behind me
and
you'll find me in
a different place
wearing the same old face,
looking quite different though
because
we all know that change
changes people.