It is because I think they’re
dumb and biting and
cynical and weak.
It’s because their conversations
are the tired découpages of failed or
It’s because they sell their
limited stories too often and
for too cheap.
It’s because their best is so
often our middling.
It’s because birth and decoration
are their greatest achievements.
It’s because they have fought for these rights,
and they have frittered them away.
It’s because of Pinterest and Facebook and Twitter
and Weight Watchers and Starbucks
and toy dogs and salads and eyeliner
that I am so disillusioned.
It is because they are the moon and the earth
and they settled for a spray-on tan.