This tapestry that we weave,
has slowly started unraveling,
as have these mind made for
socializing and traveling.

We did not evolve to be
such distinct and separate entities,
but we are suddenly diverging,
slowly growing into roses who
were made to wither in a shadow’s glow
and fall into the spiraling slideshow,

becoming miming monkeys
or daylight dream seekers
who long to be truth speakers.

Some wake in tears like me,
others wake in maddening states
of mass shared stained-glass delusions
thinking their stinking leader is great.

While I am longing for love,
they are stewing on rotting plates of hate.

While I am swimming in stars
walking and twirling on space rays,
running the wide night lighted waterways
with my wonky weird word play,

they our devouring tomorrow
by destroying today
with their black hole mouths.