Inner analysis today was entertaining.
My perpetually derailed train of thought made me smile
—you know, that sarcastic smile that buds in the left corner
of my lips
but a smile, nonetheless—
On such an insignificant planet
In this negligible universe
Out of who-knows-how-many multiverses
Here I am, the flea of a flea on a flea,
Making waves
“Oh, look at me as I am king flea,
And I am importanter than all other flea!”
In jocular contemplation I deduce
Life is not to be taken seriously
Rationality is absurd and temperance ludicrous
So who I am to ask of myself to be sane?
So write or don’t write,
Care or don’t care,
In the end, we all disappear into thin air.
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