Satirical rules govern our vague existence;
We must pay to live in their world;
Decency is mandated by the unethical;
Ignorance is rewarded by the blind.
Outside pressures push heavy on the internal.
The weight of the world is upon you;
The laws of gravity say this is true.
Reality is a place for the dead.
In our world their chains do not bind;
We deny the purpose they have given.
Solemn in our own right we have grown,
Until the veil shades us from their sight.
--Shawn Michael Hornsby has had his short fiction published in Static Movement, WeirdYear, and the anthology Daily Bites of Flesh 2011 (Pill Hill Press, 2010). For more information on his work, please visit his blog at ShawnMichaelHornsby.blogspot.