I place my head on the mattress
curled up like a child and I smile
at the reliability
of softness to reassure us
There is enough bullshit around
to then also have to worry
about people disapproving
your sleep pattern. These days, they say
instant gratification builds
excitement for a final disappointment
unless mostly symbiotic with
massive economic success.
These days they say we youth cannot
stand the wait and must be sated
thirst to the vagaries of time.
I simply point at destruction.
These days they say we are children
and to this I respond with love
of superhero movies and
in the literal sense. You see
through the haze and notice what lies,
cheats and steals in modern culture
is not the flying myth on screen