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