Sunday, October 02, 2011
a reluctant manifesto
I can’t do it anymore.
Not that the garden of delight
Is not a theme park
Ridden with dopamine.
I just saw the reality.
It will never be me.
I don’t want to be a side dish
A choice tater from a goes-with menu.
You have him
And he is enough.
If you need something more
You will have to find it elsewhere.
The buffet is closed.
Make a choice
Take a stand
And grow up.
