Realer Than Flesh

Watching, listening, watching
Entranced by what you're watching
Reading, imagining, reading
Interpreting, judging and then ignoring
Spellbound by your ethereal world
Created for esteem, managed by self-worship
Also, created by farce and arrogance
A world thought to be bereft of tangibility
Physical and true emotional devoutness deemed impossible
Communicating in a distant space
Where all the actions aren't feasible
As simple as they seem
All the words distorted
All the words the same
All the words repeated and exalted
Believed and deified
Then lived, then denied and auctioned
A world where documenting ideas and thoughts
And your whereabouts and activities
Is clearly tantamount to enjoying them or enacting them
Enacting them in the physical world that you dilute
Because nothing exists outside
Your perception of reality
Rather, what you've fabricated
Or what has been manufactured
You act for gratification
You act to get attention
To get people to notice you
Or hate that they do
Forgiving the cries of others
Those who haven't devalued reality
Those who understood the fact
The fact, that if you write it
If you see it
If you heard it
It becomes the reality you always knew
Not something new
It is the reality that you know
Is it realer than flesh?
No!
Despite those who act so