Movie night Tim (Ginsberg) pats me on the back Asking if I enjoyed Oppenheimer He knows I know Gary Oldman was good as Truman Just unsympathetic to the real narrative Remeran kicking in I know he knows Does a cigarette perk me up, he asks It's an illusion Calms you down though it's a stimulant Keeps you warm though it slows circulation Wonder who's wearing goggles To see things as they are Or who's brains been melted Hard to gauge in our state Chemical floods - pathways restored Sucked into jealousy circles Joy following big John Latoya insults her after she sat with me Don standoffish he can't take the Queen Peer group resents his presidency Facility near capacity Some of us don't want to return To crumbling castles We're not stuck here like Los Alamos With cell doors unlocked Try to do the right thing But no one's quite the Apostle Paul Tensions rising Who knows what diabolical plots Are being cooked up (not to become meth) In any of our callous mending minds A village of destroyers of worlds