transmuting mutable emotions
into tragic projections
aired triumphant
the essence of our dissonance
flaunting our afflictions
through depictions of despair
in proud parades of pride displayed
disguised as introspection
devised of indignation
feral fears of primeval impel
fostering our fates
in lives surrendered to placation
impending skies of false illusion
looming truth e’er nigh
belying belief that all is for naught
lost amid the bliss of artifice
remiss to mind the cost
as sapient wastrels subsisting
Max, or Not 