There's nothing
to hang up
or anything
to lay down
words are paltry
they scatter as dust
in the wind of day
by night totally flushed
into oblivion

there's no reason
to explain nor
to attribute blame
life is just a nameless game
excuses and masks
are what people most trust
into such mould
we are carelessly ******

what's to be further said
of this perennial camouflage?
draw down the curtain
let's  shut up!