The Worst Great Mind, pt. 1

Call it happenstance.

Call it determination.

Call it destiny preordained.

I am stood here all the same.

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Call it genius.

Call it insanity.

Call it calculated.

I measure to the same failure.

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Is it per my hand

or per my will

or per the pain of others

that I am henceforth pushed forward?

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Driven by desire

and driven back by the selfsame urges

as reality itself bends.

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I was familiar

and am now made alien,

venturing to known lands rendered unknown,

and the fault requires ownership.

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At the head of a vessel

now spiraled out of control,

who am I to say I am not the one at blame?

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Smothered by the demise of dreams

and the strangling of security

brought to fathoms below in a muzzle’s flash

or sliced in the aftermath of a car crash,

I alone bear witness.

I alone possess the guilt.

I alone am stranded between a creeping future of wrongs

and a reality I avoided.

I do not own this image

PART 2:

( ❤ Mitch)