Monday, December 05, 2022

mmmdccxcii

In Memory of Your Ass

unless i am terribly out of touch
and ineffective, that ought to be
a title that is near impossible not
to take to the next level by at least

clicking a link or sliding the eyes
lovingly down to the first few lines,
these, the ones i’ve written thus far,
which do not in any way live up to

the expectation of the title, at least
thus far, so therefore, by now, it has
(i have) lost the biggest brunt of
you, whoever you are, who caught

sight of the title in the first place.
which is maybe what i should con
centrate on above all else, should
my reasoning here be to nab as

many of you as i can with my
words, meaningless as they
might be in summary, and is
that really me, do you think?

am i but another empty idiot
trying to bust out of a droll
existence by ballooning likes
and eye-popping sex candy

a la social media, that verit
able devil, the enemy of the
universe these days, that add
iction that can’t be kicked,

and which no matter how
obvious its contrivances
at pretending free speech
by using a proliferation

of hate and ballooning
likes and eye-popping
sex candy to have us
all believing how our

freedoms are being
kept intact when in
fact we’re relearning
how to hate, bully and

be bullied, feel terribly
insecure, ineffective,
unworthy and down
right worthless like

we felt during that
supposed short-lived
but necessary phase
that we trudge through

at some point between when
we were toddlers and generally 
slightly-post-adolescents? 
in memory of your ass.

wag