the greater good of collective sadness
the greater god of gut feelings
the greatness of the ant
or one of us against a sky
or the great fat whale of a time spent
listening to your children aggrandize the world
when what else is there but their thinking
and the good gosh of our unknown
ours because it’s personal
like all our best mistakes
merged into greater obscurity
look or don’t look at it
but don’t expect to be surprised
by the big containers
their efforts
countering the greater utility
with the greatest
theater
the collected sadness
the cut feelings
we’re all interested
in what’s unclaimed