12

Who am I trying to be with an open
collection of Buddhist scriptures tossed upon a makeshift
Ottoman? I enjoy pondering the possible side effects
of the perpetual logjam of personae I employ.

Oh, I am fully aware of my
doppelganger, ax-wielding, envious, and
perched just beyond this thin shower curtain. Yuck.
That same gory slasher flick is runnin on
TV again. The one attempting to teach
me to value life and love thy neighbor, or
else risk having my scalp torn from the skull
by some bloody winch. I swear, the television
button-pushers replay that thing based on my
schedule. Maybe they’re trying to tell me something.
ESPTV