how am i supposed to feel
just where can my mind go
with nothing i can trust
i don’t already know

when everything is fake
or so real nobody cares
what violence
might otherwise hide
beauty
shall rearrange the chairs

it’s mostly uninteresting
but good enough eh…
novel perhaps
but far from worthy

and in this…
i’m expected to find
my way

yay

while somehow
the repository of all human knowledge
is now
the thing

that which leads us
astray

ok

Peace/Love

m(-_^)m