fake realities

i caught a glimpse of a future that's not me.
collagen lips and breast implants--a smoke and a cough that made me think of the sack of tanned skin that would be left when the insides turned to ash.
that shit doesn't matter, don't you see?
i saw a glimpse of the future i want--in a rural community, linking the gaps in isolation--with real communities and real families.
they need the hope to see that it's not better here on the other side--the side of consumerism and fake realities.
this is not real.