our eyes are empty bloody bodies before us are invisible if skin color matches earth or profit margins decrease then lives are disposable sorry has no place when balancing a spreadsheet age of the deceased hasn’t an entry column so reserve your heartfelt tears until some social event cash contributions will surely make you feel good and console your soul while sipping your martini a social metaphor for thirty pieces of silver well in any case we’ve all seen people die how soon we forget
did you have that prayer before bed where if i die before i wake was said was that telling us to celebrate each day or some cruel parental messing with a child’s head
Read Between the Minds 