Giving Up the Ghost

“After all,

they do end up

swallowing

each others demons.”

run in circles.]

She

wavered her place

in the world

to keep

Your

thoughts at ease.

The Self’s mesmerizing

paradox-yielding

stream of identities.

Braiding utopian dreams

into

sacred manuscripts:

We’re as malleable as

we’d like it to be.

Lately

I’ve been

building houses

inside your skull

while

washing off pretenses

one fairy-tale at a time.

Why flirt with aspirations

when you can fucking run

the whole thing.