And How Have We Been Living ?
The headlines play on repeat Like Bradbury predicted.
The villain, a thriving system In need of (dis)repair.
We watch history progress Like a silent film,
Drowning in the dramatic irony Of these candlelight projections:
Recognizing the traits, But none of the actors.
We scream at the screen But there’s no listening here,
Their technicolor issues outrank Our grayscale answers
Still, we hear their youth crying Behind bold texts and caps lock
They say the world is ending,
Where does that leave us?














