giving up the ghost

Giving Up the Ghost

Isolation, cancelation, the dream of concentration. In the beginning was the word, and then the bottom fell out. Exclamation points and full stops, judicious colons and question marks, the death of the jungle drum.

The sun dictates everything. Maybe that’s not entirely true, maybe I’m stalling for time.

Don’t hide away, then they have someplace to look for you.

Don’t draw a line in the dust, you give people something to step over.

Omniscience is the cradle of vanity.

Omnipresence is the closest it gets to invisible.

Omnipotence requires a gym pass.

Give up the ghost and watch your fine self disintegrate.

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