Do I have to be fine all of the time?

Dear Brothers and Sisters;

In sex and paranoia we trust, hunting alone at the local watering-holes. Ignoring each-other and the things that truly matter, except for the ego that confronts our own, an ego we plot to destruct.
..and if there's safety in numbers we don't seem to mind that we are outnumbered without each-other, my friends.
..and if there's safety to be trusted in armour, my friends, the irony extent is that we couldn't care less that we are under-dressed---inviting strangers under our skin--unbuttoned shirts and short skirts expose spine, thigh and breast inspiring the rolled up sleeves and clenched fists that sift through the mess in our heads shining a light on our true motive.
..and because it is understood that true friends stab you in the front I turned my back towards my friends in protest tonight, I staggered home alone underdressed, through the wilderness, and through the worst of weather and if I made it home alone it was only to remove the knives adjacent to my spine and burn the bridges of communication one more time.

Dear Enemies and friends;
Between nightmare and reason we are stuck, sleeping needlessly alone or together in lust, we awake half cut as we sober up we fall into many more pieces and on again to the tiled floor. We can not find the faith required to trust what is proclaimed to be in all honestly a 'love' absolute in this darkness absolute.
Under a black moon rising, if it does not mirror the motion picture or imagery we pull so easily from the music pouring from every pore of our society.
..perhaps music has been reduced to noise.
..perhaps motion picture has been reduced to the emotionless motion familiar to the equipment used to recreate it. The motion of repetitive machinery...both forced upon us from dusk, through daylight and again from dawn through twilight. Repeat. In our plight to revive an age bleeding dry of romance.
The lines have all been drawn, the lies have all been withdrawn, and I know where I belong.
..so, let's get out of the romance while it is still a concept that we can claim not only to define but also understand.