Friday, May 27, 2011

to see your enemies prevail is hardest of all

for the vain spirit to accept--

as if decades of determination delivered nothing

but toilet paper to wipe the brain's convolutions--

and all dedication to the inborn ideal

was an ultimate joke of self-delusion--

but to know your enemies are no less fractured--

that their only protection has been adherence

to a socially agreed upon lie to sublimate their failures

and mask their resentment at those who dismissed

their glory-hankering assimilation and ache for approval

that locks them in their canons of crap--

is a cold comfort at best--

they were about boasts of empty fame

while your fantasy was some impossible purity of purpose--

and there we leave you and your enemies--

you resemble each other in the way a hot young girl

practices her iphone porno poses-round naked ass

on her mirror--asses facing each other

through the burnished vanity of each of you

Content (c) 2008-2011 Philip Milito.

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