“Deconstruction Not Decline”
Not a period of ascendency,
Nor a period of decline.
But, much more a self-inflicted deconstruction.
The times we live.
But, sub-standard pulling apart.
Chaos for the sake of chaos.
The mob is rife with pleasure,
And punches and pounces upon the blood iron hanging on the air.
Just out on the edge,
Enough to keep the hounds on track.
A mass schism,
defined by masochism.
Cutting off noses to spite faces.
No one will be satisfied until we return to the void.
Rather than lifting each other up,
We choose comeuppance.