We subscribe to their projected image
A panorama of staring jaded faces.
They ruthlessly plant seeds of infamy,
Destroying everything they touch.
We romanticize our smoke and mirrors,
Waltz with scheming fiends and beauty queens.
Mute our sins contrition in lazy symmetry
And watch them eat us alive, ravenous,
Sucking out the marrow, harvesting our guilt.
We get extra pats on our back for being ordinary.
I lose myself for a steady paycheck.