ephemera

you’ve heard how this ends
words
words
can’t get this lyric out of my head
out, out
you know how this ends

waiting, waiting
waiting for Godot?
waiting for god more like
don’t get me wrong
please don’t get me wrong

anyway, who are you to tell me?
can’t you see that log?
don’t tell me that
don’t you dare tell me that
arrogant
arrogant
society has no memory
erudition, humility
both are dead
rarest ephemera