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Indecision




If ! can't get close enough to myself to know myself,
what folly, what hubris to think ! can know anything.

It's hard enough to confront delusion—
with a laugh? with rage?
the accompanying smugness—
a last layer of defense?
stuns.

! don't deny my own wrongdoing,
but ! focus on others' errors because ! still don't see
what ! could have done differently.

Indecision is a kind of delusion too,
derision toward the importance of impermanence.
Why does our cognitive chaos mimic unity?
Some evolutionary advantage, presumably,
but...

Subtract individuality
and the world works.
Either the individual is a calamity
or he has awakened
where he shouldn't be.

We exaggerate the idea of memory
because we like to believe that
you can't take it away from us
when you take it away from us.

Who to distrust more,
those who carry no past
or those who insist it a burden?

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