| why must you cry lakes and bodies of water with your soulful howls and ambiguous laughs and drown your hearts and minds with juices of our adoring public mirages and remind us that we can only dream of tomorrow but no we must cry to forget that we are born without arms and legs and souls and with our tears comes a sun in the monsoons of perfection with rations, stocknotes, ratios of a capitalist entity and a consumer movement to eradicate emotion we cannot cry forever, our hankerchiefs are far too short our hands far too weak our hearts far too wide |