Surely we’ve lost control.
At least that’s how it feels.
College campuses aflame with pubescent rage,
Demanding fairy-tale endings and fictive safe harbors
When hell itself has all but been loosed upon us.
Narcissistic ramblings supplant political discourse,
Opinions scrutinized wholly by emotional self-truths.
What once was solid, and concrete, and firm
Now feels fluid, and abstract, and yielding