there isn't anything to be said
Nothing to be seen
there isn't an interesting thing about it
in fact no one really cares
but that's just the fact
some exploding stars go off in the night sky but no one ever notices
that my friend is like so many unsung songs and unread stories.
the silent passing of disaster and the bandless parade.

As with inconveniently-located foster caretakers, I take care in refuge with a fostered passion that doesn't rip my trousers weft-wise. Things must exist along aclinic lines for the sake of clinicians.