compliance with what’s asked
no protestation matters
neither persuasive cravings
nor ingrained aversions
what type of choice is this
that knowingly selects for misery
to state a maybe useless stance
regarding common definitions?
has human freedom come full circle then?
intuitive arrival to the martyrdom
the saints could not outgrow
in all their shining wisdom
incessant change may be
the only comfort now
as fact being what it is
the It that fills and topples jugs without discretion
can’t beat it, join it
be the change
preserve a morsel of the system
separated from all else by skin
enlist oneself into the troops that won’t return
already having led self through the door
that opened with the single key
a birthmark stamped for said conscription
a snapshot every now and then
for observation of the pleasantry
the hoped for governance
to peasantry of analyzations
currently bleeding past the boundaries of silhouette
melting from heat of torch
that powers giving that which would
destroyed be otherwise by expectations
stay with this realization
that in me which is the object of equanimous observer
stay like a well-trained canine friend
in order to receive a could-be promised treat
and my love is working on the same
though is he not?
he is working on the same
burden as me