. . . yep
it is done.
there it is
a proper allegorical body
via the schemes and schematics
-METHODS AND MATERIALS REDACTED-
dreamed up by a proper Frankennutter
in the depths of a full-on Frankenstein Routine
gestures at self
it'll carry the weight of ten thousand theses
the outsized model whosits
doomin' and loomin'
of all our existential dilemmas of late
a magic eightball with 'tude'n'talkback
plumb its virtual depths
doom it to a billion misreadings by the learned, the ignorant, and the malicious
come back with a stark vision of wandering in the ruins of a false prosperity
maybe even provide the justification for a war or two
dunno
but I live in the vanity
of a bloodthirsty hope
which is the main thing
not to get dehydrated
lust-exerting
after that glory hit
yeah
it's got all of my really awesome shit
none of the boring
you look at me now
post-masterpiece
I ain't much
keep clipping out of the regulation construct
sure, I had to get cheaty
make of myself
my own source
go ahead
bury me with judgment
did you actually write all those term papers yourself?
you never ONCE hired a mercenary to do some inconvenient thinking for you?
hmm?
okay, then
I'm not NOT paying the price
am I?
I bear the full cost
of my own thinking,
goddamnit,
no regrets
even if
you can barely see the what's-left-of-me
just a residual of a survival of a remainder of a trace of a scrap of a stain of a crumb of a drop of a-
you get the idea.
what's left of me, anyways.
-October-November 2021
