Not the smartest bunch

 
This delicate opera
of whispered knowledge
and wild opulence
breathes old life
back into our bones -
as if the current aches and pains
weren't enough.
And now,
marrow throbbing,
we'll walk the tightest rope
(although free not to)
and curse our forebears
for the last painful twangs
of our too-taut misfortune.
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Playing on my iTunes at this very moment:
Motion City Soundtrack, Pulp Fiction