Avoidance


We singers belt arrhythmic tunes
To all who will listen,
Will join them in a dance
That mimics the sway and sloshing
Of overfilled beer mugs,
And still, the boat sinks.
We dancers glide across stages
Already laden with flowers
Strewn by an adoring audience
That fidgets with anticipation
Of what is to come next,
And still, the boat sinks.
We children fidget at the table
Despite knowing their actions
Will elicit a harsh reprimand
That tries to rid them
Of their unremitting energy,
And still, the boat sinks.
We souls try and try
To forget what is happening
To the world that loves us so desperately,
To separate ourselves from everything
We have done,
And as we do,
The boat disappears
from view.

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