in the chaotic multiverse
in which we all exist,
a time to abandon
the joy and safety
of narcissistic introversion,
that time is now.
If we had ever been closer
to self-wrought extinction,
that time is lost
to the short-term memory
of history.
The village meeting-house
is locked in the garret
of each point of view.
If there were ever a time
when the final tenant
of Pandora’s box
must be released,
that time is now.
Chaotic negativity, tribalism,
manipulation, greed, and power,
lead us in a crazed final dance,
before the orchestra goes home.
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