Yes
We are
Untethered
Masqueraders
Sacked in glass boxes under termite skin
Contracting archery targets to spoil
Purposeful dead ringers of the cosmos

Yes
We are
Courtiers
Everlasting
Stubbed by the infinite fire creatures
Dismissing obstacles above the now
Knotted in fancy dress with crooked spines

Yes
We are
Sadistic
Altruistics
Excavating the minefield of others
Sweet planetary granules apart
Granting mercy to those who feel no pain