Unconditional Surrender

In endless revolutions we pursue and are pursued like self immolating cannibals ignoring the answers we've viewed. And round and around never stopping, never slowing down dizzy on these circles down the paths we chase choosing the lies we face, dancing naked as criminals who too gladly drunk on love failed to make their own get away. So we you and me, Dervishes whirling along vast this game of interest and deceit, with our selfs apart are social decoys meant to save face and shield our exposed and foolish heart should a better ploy try to and succeed in steeling us away. Eventually we will find it funny at the end that the winner was he who best suffered the least and hung happily in defeat.