Death Comes First; Excuses Later

I cannot say what I have read

It is too terrible, and too cold.

And too self-explanatory.

I don't want to spread these memes

I want to bury them

I want to bury them like sad corpses

that never quite got it

when they were alive.

I don't want a fight

I don't want a kill.

What I want

is a burial.

With ceremony.

We'll light candles, and we will have a dance

in honor of the death

of bad memes.

Of evil thoughts.

A ceremony in honor of all of those

who have ever fought against any of these.

Including those who are dead.

Especially including those who are dead.

Especially those who died wrongly

Those who were killed

by their own hand

by the hands of others

or just by being drowned

in fake memes.

There will be no excuses

Because we've gotten beyond that

Or if we haven't, we must

We must.

Drowned in fake memes

we're dead.

No more excuses.

All that's over.

Somebody please

text the phoenix.