Echoes Revisted

A footprint in the sand.
Naturally my toes plod in,
to see if I fit.

Of course it fucking fits.
its my damn footprint.

Life is a maze.
The simplest maze ever
because it repeats.
over,
and over again,
it repeats.

Still feeling lost?
Yes,
that’s because
you’re an idjiot,
just like me.

Love me, hate me, kill me, anything. Just let me know it

no
NO.

Why not just love me?
Dammit!
just love me,
a little.
I think I deserve that.

or,
should I mount my Rocinante
to find another set of my footprints
and tilt at Reality again.

Tally ho my friends,
Tally fucking ho.

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