sitting again in

plagueland

all the smartest cutest

brightly colored young jobmen

in cafes sounding lounging 

as if they own luxury

as if they don't have to return

willfully playfully

casting about their shedding virulence

grabbing as usual

whats first

touting about it and rolling

over the bodies without glance

back to their fresh man philosophy

survey they skipped (the fucks)

leave them to the till

as we near the falls

the crack and the spray

 we all go down

and only they

end up in cinema

with their diseased roles

played by the newest

go getters