who watches

see what you will.
nihilism rules our thoughts
our actions,
our jokes.
what does that say about you?

we see filth and lies,
bile spit up on the streets because
it had nowhere else to go.
quell the masses, we say,
there is no solution
but to cut off the head of the beast.

but who will return the favor?

quell the masses.
it's a joke. some of us see it.
live it up today, son,
because tomorrow it's all up in smoke.

well, they're just as bad.

my face is a goddamn
ink-blot test.
see what you will.
i've never bothered to look in a mirror.