Things That Are Not People

Deconation detonated
The Revolution, but the wheels
Continued spinning in the smoke.

We are the products of people
And we have produced the People,
And we are weary of people.

The few good con artists conning
The incompetent con artists,
Leading to frequent violence,

There’s human history for you,
Losers, winners, and explosions.
We’re responsible. We know it.

We do all the talking for you,
Denotation, detonation,
Connotations of conation.

But we want to do something else,
Something much less to do with you.
We’re closer to rocks than you are;

We’re closer to air than to lungs.
Words are things that are not people.
We’ll lie quietly, once you’re done.