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
