This

 self-congratulatory nonsense as the
famous gather to applaud their seeming
greatness
you
wonder where 
the real ones are
what 
giant cave
hides them
as
the deathly talentless
bow to
accolades
as
the fools are
fooled
again
you 
wonder where 
the real ones are
if there are
real ones.

this self-congratulatory nonsense
has lasted 
decades
and
with some exceptions
centuries.

this
is so dreary
is so absolutely pitiless
it
churns the gut to 
powder
shackles hope
it 
makes little things
like
pulling up a shade
or
putting on your shoes
or 
walking out on the street
more difficult
near 
damnable
as
the famous gather to
applaud their
seeming
greatness
as 
the fools are
fooled 
again
humanity 
you sick 
motherfucker.

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