2020–12–29

the crazies
and their schemey dreams
of shots fired
into the snarling face
of lawful tyranny
and oh how glorious
is the liberating fire
within their bosoms!
jesus, what a bunch
of nutjobs,
i think,
not so far from the truth,
regardless of my sneers
and my own
tenuous grasp
on reality.
they act as if
they matter,
and i respond as if
i matter,
but the only thing
that does matter
is the unending
heartbeat
tapping out
the melting time
until unending darkness,
and why spend
that time
angry
frightened
alone?