Wretch Like Me, Really Like Me

Selfie. 

I get satisfaction reviling others, mocking,

scorning, ridiculing,  scolding, chastising,

criticizing, interpreting, explaining, blaming,
giving reasons why, causes and  effect,

because’s and affect, scape goating and

proffering rectification, rules and regulations..

Humanphobic, sure. Xeophobic. Misanthropic.

Misogynist. Racist. Solipsist. Narcissist:

redundancy  in all these ics and ists & it

amounts to fundamental Fear & Hate &

welcome to the  First Church of the Crippled

& any one can join once outed & the cover-up's

no longer adequate:  leaking limp and lame 

shall enter first; no talk of golf or coming out

parties of the debutant kind; potluck suppers

and holy  smoking prayer meetings possibly

with plenty of coffee.

I’m part and partial, see thru my ass  darkly,

not vis-à-vis as I might could imagine and

think I can & think I can.

My brand is my-bad—increasingly comfortable

in my own spin.  Denial and cover-up: more

work and less satisfying than coming out as dick,

asshole, jerk—fearful, hateful, jealous,  mean-

spirited. Apocalypse now and again and again.

Niche no one cherishes. Room for plenty & more.

Local Food: I grow my own fear and hate,

off shoots, off spring domesticated and

volunteers no out sourcing necessary---bias

and belief, prejudice and conviction: mind-set

settlement, paradise zoning  & homeland

security system  never the less I scroll my

Facebook line like a geezer with metal detectors

walking the beach. like a kid in a  room full of

horse shit, moon walker on Mars:  bound to be

hidden treasure, a pony somewhere, living water.

Don’t give  up, says Donald Trump:  don’t ever

give up.

I would be writing about others if I knew them

as well  as myself, says Henry. I’m considerably

enlightened or extremely sociopathic. I might

could say both-and—depending on the savvy

of the characterizer: the symptoms are the same,

however framed: a certain amount of beyond-

good-&-evil’s got to be uncanny to the moralist

no matter  which side of  the I’ll.  S’Allgood, or

as  Pope would say “whatever is is good.” 

Sociopathologic. Enlightenmentalism.

Ridiculous to the sophisticated; offensive

to the  conscientious. Not spiritual worth

a damn but religious as hell.

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