i feel as if
i have become
a dimestore
schopenhauer
but then i
have to question
if my own
interpretation
is just the
ideals placed forth
through plurality
a studiously
flawed summary
of external stimuli
enforced by
the chemicals
feeding the will
but his focus on
the minimalization
stripping bare all
the trappjngs of
an illusionary
world seen in over
seven billion
conflicting views
at odds with the
urge to shut it
all off and fade
into the nothing
bubbling just
under failing skin
just a dimestore
schopenhauer
unable to find
the will to survive
locked in an attic
stark raving mad
like a nietzschesian
palindrome of
guttarl emptiness
maybe we all are
in our own singular
meaningless way