Awakened by bombs

Sitting, watching ghosts
A past life seen
through red-rimmed eyes
and smoke curling to the ceiling

Flickered light; a disco
in the front room
of every home in this world
It's all we believe; it's life distilled

Our conversations the same
Did you see? Last night
we watched that, too
Nothing real matters. No reality

Until the day comes
when the world bites back
A reminder of our
culpability. It takes this. To remind us

And, we sit around
taking it all in
With the press of a button
we can forget and pretend it didn't happen