Distance.

How much different is the present from the past?

What amount of space divides earth from hell?

It seems to me they’re not that different;

Thinking, “Everything moves in circles,”

I know I’m right.

There’s hell upon us now,

Or at least marked upon a handful of brows.

Throwing flowers at the crowd:

Last chance to act

Like you mean it.

They say, “Live like you’re dying”

I think they’re wrong.

We’re already dead.