Or anything about that.
Really, about you.
I pretend it's too confusing and that it's open for debate with myself,
Because I know what it all really means.
If I should accept that truth, I'll have to stand up and face it.
I prefer phone interviews, and just email me your interrogation script.
Standardized inquiries, all ready in colloquial english
For its readers who were too busy serving our country to continue education.
Their specialty dish: innumerable heads by mass murder,
Served on the finest silver platters.
Just fit for democracy.
Captain Capitalism, at your service.
But I'll play into the game for now, until I obtain what I seek.
Though I know I'll never win,
I'll take what I came for and find the next piece in universal logic.
So I'll play this game with you, too.
But, not to take what I want and exit the stage,
Though my suspicion is that such may describe your style.
Your poker face is too solid to know.
I'll play because I'm afraid to lose this one.
This one, too, I know I can't win,
In this game, I claim the inevitable title of non-winner.
So I'll buy my time until my pockets are turned out.
Until I am erased, terminated from the course.
Then I'll play contentedly alone.
(May 2012)
(2009)
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