optimism
you have a severe optimistic view of life’s futility
always two steps behind you is the shadow of a desperate man,
who’s only hope is a bizarre form of ritual and prayer
you’re your own worst enemy when beds need to be made,
you bounce about the wind asleep
faithless wanderings an ethos that makes no sense,
diving to the bottom of your soul
you’ll find what someone else told you to find;
a gurus tale,
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