Passivity Snowman and Last Week’s Gone Missing.

Left arms are not used,

cold, as the window is

on this side.

The icy blue sky,

mist, haze…..

My vocabulary is

insufficient,

so I must play

Scrabble and read a Dictionary,

until I am the

greatest poet,

of this life.

 

To break the fourth wall

feels contrived,

though it is all

I want to do,

to prove I am not

real.

That my body

is a mirage,

and my ideas,

are fleeting.

 

When did you begin

to read this? part,

when?

Do you

read                                                        what I am saying?

 

It will provide you nothing

this,

has no moral or soul.

Impact.

 

And

In

Fact

The

Aesthetics

Are

Poor

Too.

 

Why?

Because there is no

THOUGHT

going into any of it.

 

Why did you put

Your dead

Grandfather’s hat

On your nephew’s

Snowman?

 

Why did you take your

Dead Grandfather’s

Hat at all?

From the salvaged shit.

 

For fear of posthumous

Disrespect.

Why has it taken

this long to

think about

things properly?

 

And                                 Still                                 Memories

                 Don’t

                                                            Even

                                      Exist

For

A few years.

 

                              They take time to ferment, for a while fetal.

Inaccessible.

 

Not knowing where,

last week went.

 

I was told being an adult was

enjoyable………

 

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