we’re sleepwalking through the apocalypse
building castles with sand from the hourglass
catching rays from a sun gone supernova
drinking manmade water from a dry well
cheering for teams when the game is over
buying all the lies when it’s time to sell
making believe while refusing to grieve
group thinking while the ship is sinking
indignant cries about those other guys
claiming disbelief but never asking why
watching the wheels go way off the rails
thumbing our noses and weighting the scales
riding in the wake of perpetual calamities
bingewatching under a sword of Damocles
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