Punchline

[PastEgo]

Punchline

in the depths of tragedy

i find comedy

and i realise life is nothing

but a joke

for the comedic god who placed

us here

our lives are black humour

a film noire of thrills spills and kills

sex lies and internet

billions living lifetimes

of self impotence seeking

recognition

redemption

resolution

but all we are are a reflection

of every one else

seeking the same

seconds of glorious over indulgence

dilute with a lifetime of boredom

multiplied a billionfold

scuttling about like rats

in a maze

when there is no maze

just us

we reside on a mere speck in the cosmos

wondering if our intelligence is a mistake

our existence a cosmic joke

told by gods we can

no more hear than understand

so we strive every forward

inventing things that we can produce

so we can can consume more

that we can feel for-filled

an empty cycle of emptiness

that eat itself

we are Ouroboros

we are

self sufficient

self serving

self indulgent

self delusional

self destructive

selfish

all we seek is self worth

a justification for a lifetime

lived that

neither had a clock in card

or a a clock out

no job description

not even a job title

Mr jonn doe

turned up for work

Monday

fired Friday

is there actually a reason

please please please

let me in on the joke

but we aren't part of the

"in crowd"

we aren't in the know

never will be

so when someone dies

laugh

not because they are going

to a better place

lived a good for-filling life

full of happiness doing good

deeds

no

laugh because it would be rude

death after all

is just a punch line