Tomorrow and again
they will troupe out and will act out
their stimulated reality in fantasies
as I go about my chores
and I see the tragedy of commoners
buying hate to belong
and delusions to escape the pains
of the mundane
and their mediocrity
and their
tomorrows and their against
in method acting melodrama
echoing defeatist oppression
in witless foggy dimness
this will
Tomorrow and again