SUCH THINGS ARE
HARD TO SAY
Life is not given by the parent, but
through the parent, by LIFE itself.
Or All That Is, and with no strings
attached. What makes that different,
I cannot say. As self evident as the
pirate's flag on that strong box
of treasured gold.
This life is too hard and I'm just too
sensitive to live. 'Just go on,' they
tell me, 'it all takes care of itself
around you.' As if that's the
solution and that's what
Simulacrum, everywhere, the false.
(Such things are hard to say).