TBH - We Are All Fucked

We have mislead opinions of ambition

and incorrect assumptions of it's fastidiousness

which are deposited into misspelled texts

and sent to those who seek pleasure

in the business of life


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We are crammed into the routine of life

and a signal of death threatens

to one day delete us - each of us


As for all of our "business of life"?...


(the gaudy, self proclaimed reason to be human:

just to entertain one another)


.... Well, TBH,

that will be erased with each of us too.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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