Leave the Light On

Are we still living in a noir world, with evil, nameless, yet altogether human intent? We are aware that secrets are withheld, and that trust is, at this point, futile--but we still clutch to and structure relationships in the most banal and profound ways. We still live in ultimate suspicion--of appearances, of conventional wisdom, of everything we were once told was right until it fucked us over for the inevitable last time...this is when we live in nostalgia for the calm before disillusionment tapped us on the shoulder and blasted a bullet in our skulls when we turned around without a thought to duck. Power eclipses reason, and conspiracy with impunity follows us home, masking its footsteps in the echoes of our own. But now danger is inside our homes as well as threatening it from outside the door and through the windows; it has settled in and become domestic, washing dishes in the clogged kitchen sink and languishing on the sofa with its feet on the cushions.