The dead don’t celebrate
superficial victories,
the game is over,
it’s time for the real shit
The dead don’t celebrate
arrogant displays of
frivolous competition,
gratuitous accumulation
The dead don’t celebrate
the approaching light,
the illusion of
permanence
The dead don’t celebrate
much of anything
Notes
- The dead seem a tad…bummed out.
Written: January 2021