That human condition,
well, for you
it just won't do
And each day,
as a magician,
you transcend
That's right
They made sure with you
Groomed for greatness
straight from the womb
I slipped underneath
Always fossorial
Never made them notice
Because potential is nothing,
but that
Well, hell, that's no pearl,
everyone's got it
I always knew that
And for me, you see,
it's there
The human element
Embittered mediocrity
Utterly impotent
That's why I always looked up,
even through the clouds
Past all the tricks
I saw, and,
you inspired me
Still do
And someday,
I'll reject it all
I promise
I'll find the animus
to inspire you too
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but you already do!
ReplyDeletep.s. this reminds me of McCarthy. Maybe it is the unornamented honesty? Also I just imagine it to be read by a cowboy. short mumbling thoughts.
ReplyDeleteAh! It seems we are so much the same that we almost know what the other is going for.
ReplyDeleteWhen I wrote it, that's how I imagined myself saying it. I'm glad you noticed that.
pps god damn this cuts!!!
ReplyDeletenice work.
Thanks, Rach. I hope it doesn't cut too deep. Hah.
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