esteemed doesnt mean
aware
like the disasters.
messes. dirtbags.

sunk down by tylenol
words
to the hospital basement

where there's always time
for alittle mind games
and whispering.

their oh-so secrets
they're leaking themselves
like the disasters.
messes. dirtbags.
they are

faking it
even though it's all real
enough.

enough to tell about
cry about sing about
when they're all

standing at the top of the stairs
and preaching gravity
like a lifestyle

expecting to be expected
to slip off and float away
carried by nothing

when its the only
everything
they've ever known