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THE IGNORANCE OF A MAN

Updated: Oct 31, 2019

Filling my brain

with raw words

like sushi

feeding

my Ego.

A foreign arm

laying on my shoulder

his limited brain

unable to understand

the beauty

of Bela Tarr

or the dialogues

of “Cries and Whispers”

or the walking bass

of “Giant Steps”


An uncomfortable

couch

and a hand touching

a pair of balls

caging them

just like a bird


a happy brain

with no questions

about ideals

or the meaning

of it all

Would you rather

question in sadness

or

stay happy

in your ignorance?


I know what I would rather be.

Do you?

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