at the heart of it
i think
we just sort of shut down
stopped mid air
just hanging there
as if we gasped too hard
our eyes finally
saw too much
(no that’s not it)
couldn’t bear the sight
of it any longer
(that’s it
it’s a mental thing)
and with one fell shudder
we cast rationality
to the wind
and gave up hope
that flicker
(consistency
you whore)
a lack thereof keeping
us from sleeping
not knowing
if we’ll get up
the next day
and bother
washing our hands
brewing the pot
driving the whole
way back down
the world again
with a sigh
(and a halfhearted toast)
to the bold successors
of our quaint, sad little experiment.
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