words

my mind is an asshole
always pitting against me
perilous loops, paradoxes,
false messages from a broken filter
that serves some other master,
the maker of ultimate entropy

my mind is an asshole
clogging the days with terror and lies,
a deadbeat waiting on a check in the mail
meanwhile grooving in lanes of muddy neurology, the bastard ethos and patterns of enemy

my mind is an asshole
and i am forced to battle for turf,
for mental territory over which I may roam unmolested
but the infinite wellspring of thoughts which bear no semblance of my wishes,
my true concept, which are instead some counter measure against peace
does not cease.

2014sm