He thinks I’m defective. Factory production line faltered, One of the duds, Misshapen, Isn’t the blueprint perfect? Every other item seems to fit - Seems fit for purpose, The purpose of not having a purpose, Because in my eyes, That’s lame. Oh, so lame. You think lame is tame - at least, According to your version. But I think the others are tame - Too tame, Broken in by life: Ridden by everyone else, In every direction, Because they lost theirs. They need a map… But it was replaced by the blueprint - The factory’s symbol, Pinnacle - Glorious, grand pièce de résistance, Because it doesn’t resist. They don’t resist. Why? Please do. Oh, but they do, In their own ways, I guess. Yeah, I guess. Because I don’t know - No one knows. Exactly! So chill. It’s not the end, Not the start, It’s just… the same. The same as it’s always been. From the start, Till the end.
Written April 2023