Paper Wings and iron keys : Stanzas for those that still believe in pinky swears

Trust is like a house of cards built during an earthquake , impressive when it stands, catastrophic when it falls, and everyone's secretly waiting for the inevitable collapse. We say "trust your gut" but our gut also told us those gas station sushi rolls were fine. Banks ask us to trust them with our money while charging us fees for having too little of it. We trust GPS to guide us, then spend twenty minutes arguing with it in parking lots. Dating apps want us to trust strangers based on photos that are definitely from 2019 and probably not even them. Trust exercises are just elaborate ways to discover who in the group has commitment issues and who has back problems. The ultimate trust test isn't sharing your deepest secret, it's letting someone else pick the restaurant. We trust science until it tells us chocolate isn't a vegetable, then suddenly we're all independent researchers. Trust: the only thing more fragile than our phone screens.