A Self EXamining Itself As Through One's Own Self

 


c'harming
                               creative
          be'clevered         of
                         heart in
                                thee soulhole
        of self of self
                       entrancement
                                          of self selfimentality
                                           in      a self.

To what delusion do I adore
this flimsy, vul'nerable self?
               Cmon. Bring it down to millions (of)
                              interpretations
                                   of Truth
What's  yOur Truth?
Ain't ye glad we don't subscribe to any ? (truth?).

Tell, as you would tell dear mother.
Tell, as you would yr most despised friend.
Tell, as you would the face of old Grandpapa 1000 yrs before he was born.
Tell.
Tell, pray tell.
Tell.   Post a message.  Send up a flare. A smoke signal. or, (godforbid), a tweet.

You know
there's nothing left for you
in this world, if for any other reason than,
                                    wee didn't put our minds to it.
                                    wee didn't try it hard enough.
                                    I was too lazy. Too misdirected.
                                    So fuckin' lame
                                                         that none of it could
                                                         could'a come out Alive.

So, take solace.  Ain't anything to fret about. The Good Lord has your back,
                  for now until The End of Eternity.
                  for now. (at least)

(If I were you, & i'm certainly not, I would shelter-in-place and always
                                             wash hands
                                               my hands
                                           after picking my
                                                   nose  )


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