Depth of the Crowd

Depth of the Crowd

i'd grown mainly
apathetic
toward the crowd
bearing no malice
and indulging in it
from time to time
for what i wanted
and needed
from them
then surreptitiously
ducking out

i'd grown
kinda tired
of the crowd
knowing
seeing
understanding
enough of their
mainly hollow 
virtues
vices
and slogans

i'd grown tired
until the depth
of their ignorance
and insanity
began to reveal
more about them
that i'd imagined

hate and fear
revealing
a depth
to their vices
and anti-virtues
that was previously
unknown
like a bachelor uncle
whose sudden death
reveals
a closet full
of human skulls

i hate
this new chapter
of the crowd
the WHOLE crowd
for the depth
of their born again
goonish idiocy
i hate this crowd
for the ugly worm
from moth
it's become

but it makes them more interesting
as things to observe
and explore
than what they were
before
docile 
bland
and predictable
a fascinating transformation
bursting through
swathes of hate
transformed
into bloodthirsty
hedonistic cannibals
of their own
ignorance

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