the phony falling of towers and tears

the hypothetical caring for something
so definable but undefined

the LOVE of LIFE!!!!

("WHAT'S THAT?"....we say

day by slippin-away day)

the need of some form of
heroic.....moaning

some demon
some monstrosity

some "skirt" to hide behind
a sort of collective farcial taking
of responsibility

the facts sit "in our face"

from these we turn away

and pretend our herd is real

and that it is truly some LOVE
we feel

(at least so we claim)

but it seems so lame
because it is so lame