A prayer to Anubis

I hate this decade.
I hate this decade.
Let me reiterate –
I hate this decade.

I am no simple-minded
believer in the Whig story
of never-ending progress;
I know there is back
as well as forward.

But still, for the love of Anubis,
look at me – look at us!
Style dissipated into a marker
that says aesthetic leprosy lives here.

God dammit, the future can’t
arrive quickly enough.
At least these excesses will be forgiven.
But right now, this decade –
bite me.