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Deathbed Apostasies



I don't know what it means
but I like it

if it's here, I'll use it—
doesn't mean I need it

I have no favorites

I gag on your indigestible jargon
begging to be understood, begging to be approved

I am opposed to everything hard-core tribal

I've agreed to disagree
with most everybody

I have no favorites

I'm not selling my behavior
because, frankly, I don't think there's a market for it

but I will neither apologize nor pardon in advance

I am a citizen of e pluribus unum,
not in God we trust

I prefer the special way
of everyday procession

where can I find an unexplored space?

I have no favorites

if I repeat myself,
it's because you haven't acknowledged hearing me

I can't come to terms with your reliance on gimmicks,
on extravagant nomenclature

you say we're programmed to die—
I say we're programmed to upgrade our code

o squid in a jar, I've got you;
paw in a trap, you've got me

I know
I don't know

I have no favorites

Epitaph:  I have scratched the surface

All poems are written and copyrighted by Michael C. Rush.
None may be republished or repurposed without permission.