Careful
You tell me to be careful
But you do not say why
As if these lies could comfort me
Smothered in it,
The warm embrace of darkness
‘Til glassy-eyed, we cannot see
Polite evasion of barbaric acts
Masked in protocol and detergents
Bowed in apology for our senses
We will erase the unseemly sights
Remaining traces haunting
With the onward press of truth