setting for possible future events

Somewhere past
the miles & miles
of gameface

Where your
hurt feelings
receive neither
apology nor acclaim

Where people hunger
for more
than
red herring

Where all of the
stifled
facial expressions
are forced
to confront
one another

(but only for lack
of cellphone reception)

Where demons cannot
be held at bay
nor itches
scratched

A place where
your voice fits
in my ear
no better than
my foot fits
in your ass

Where the urgency
w/ which
we put on
each new mask
is less abt hiding
than it is abt hoping
that the mask
is still warm
from when
someone else
wore it last

It’s the exit
that everyone passes
on their way
to Otherwise

A world of convenience
where children are born
w/ their spirits
already broken

Where even
a generation lacking
moral compass
knows enough abt
Compromise
to measure the
distance b/w
hippies & hipsters

Where not even
a million internets
could get me to
hold your hand

Where those who haven’t
been LOL’ed to sleep
by the incessant hum
of human activity
still sing the blues

A world where adjectives
& adverbs modify
nothing, since everyone
is fashionably obstinate

Where the Numbers
always win
because even
your indifference
has been calculated

Where we need
only two dimensions
to placate
one another

All is for
the Beast
in this
the only world
that is
currently available

Where we dream of
a discrepancy
b/w worlds
brave & new
& a grt big pile
of neverending
Suck.