…that we’re waging with death that dreadful defeat delivers days?
…that we’re paying for our own farm with a pinched credit card?
…that we’re laughing laughable laughter with frown-filled faces?
…that we’re unable to breathe the infected air we're breathing?
…that we’re paying the price for the price we’ve been paying?
…that we’re lapping up earth's waters' waterless shores?
…that we’re lovelessly loving our loveless lovers?
…that we’re warring onward into warlessness?
…that we’re torturing for shits and giggles?
…that we’re, to tell the truth, telling tales?
…that we’re quitting sanity cold turkey?
...that we're giving in to the giving up?
…that we’re hopeful of hopelessness?
...that we're losing the inhuman race?
...but it's probably (just) me.
