Question

Ignorance is dead.
No more excuses for the absent minded
In their spinning tea cup worlds
Of ‘maybe yes’ ‘I don’t know’ ‘let’s reset and start again’.
Innocence is dead.
When the body is defiled
By the thoughts of the day, the unspoken curiosity
The little girl touching herself at night
We know it’s gone up in flames.
Love is dead.
We cheat ourselves with dime store romance
What’s cheapest? On sale? Can I get a discount?
Sometimes lovers are better freeze dried.
They look pretty and can’t talk back.
Our world is dying.
What happened to us?