Oblivious

[Guest guest]

I think perhaps today I shall be

Well suited in the absence of any particularity

I will leave my headache behind with my

Genetic composition, immaterial yet all too

Significant in this body's first degree of separation

I shall endeavor to be impartial, and offer

My throat to the gods high on the clouds of

Unknowing, I am thus d to contrive

And alter a new reality as of yet congealing

Like a few sacred and profane ingredients in a pot,

Like a witch, I cackle, I stir, I brew myself into today's

State and prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that

It is neither mine nor destiny's decision nor disposition.

I must have had billions of incarnations as a mosquito

I suppose,

 

I am seeping into the colour amber, resinous insidious and

Altogether oblivious.

 

 

 

 

Ana