they knew what we do not

  
 
   
Van Gogh    
knew  
   
Hemingway    
knew    
   
Sexton    
knew    
   
Cobain    
knew...  
   
knew that;  
   
moonlight    
soaked  
cafes    
   
wild safaris    
in Africa    
   
asylum doors  
   
rainy days in  
Seattle    
   
was a lousy set  
up  
   
the fix was in  
   
that the party    
would    
end  
   
and it  
did  
   
and the gods are    
called home to  
Valhalla too
soon  
 
leaving us stumbling  
in the dark  
room of  
ignorance  
 
Prometheus-
 
where aren't
thou?