Humans are bizarre
And strange creatures.
Riddled with insecurities
And unwanted responsibilities
I see them talking and smoking
There tobacco, dressed in
Animal corpses
They speak of money and
And empty ambitions,
Kissing death
With every kiss
Of their bent cigarettes

Kissing death,
With every
Single
Breath

And they force out
Laughs to keep
Each other company
-One’s checking the time,
On his thick hairy wrists
Quite frequently
While the other one
Pulls his tie loose,
Surely he knows
That he’ll probably never
Break free from that
Flannel noose.

**As humans of world
Victims of the 21st century