they move across the room....sort of gliding

they seem to just appear and glide through the room

they don't leave
the just disappear

they come into focus and then go out of focus

phantoms of the fantastic

images
lacking substance

they are our leaders!

hence they are ourselves

when we are dead
will anyone know we were here?

will we know we were here?

ARE we here?

do we even care?

Can we even care?