we wear our coats of like.
dust off our eager shoes –
step into the arena of ego.
impatiently aware of how we look in the mirror of our suppose.
with disregard for others want,
we impose our need-to-be.
consideration –
program from the pageant of youth –
crumpled,
thrown out the window.
how quickly we become –
undone;
companion to indifference.
no compromise.
no regret.
determined to win the race –
regardless the casualties.
and even now –
with sunset inviting darkness,
we light one more candle.
no time for rest.
insatiable –
our appetite for admiration.
just one more round of applause.
one more like –
clicked on sad page of immaterial.
and recklessly –
with impetuous abandon –
we (without knowing) write epitaphs of discontent –
chiseled in stone (alone).
our un-intention –
our demise.
and from this dreamless sleep,
no waking…