simultaneously i am my own deity and enemy at once a cancer and its cure the sheep and the wolf a king and a fool subservient to none yet obligated to all a series of contradictions and oxymorons played out to define complexity in simplicity purposelessness in post-modern artistry
a cornerstone on dry land but sinking down in life's quicksand i am defined in tandem with my community but i also stand apart independently spouting a philosophy of non-violent civil disobedience predicated on the heart informing and the mind responding in kind and my rebellion may or may not be limited to peaceful protest and direct action it might also include burning flags and bombing buildings symbols of oligarchy come crashing down
i see utopic potential in the dystopian narratives on Barnes & Noble's bookshelves carry the fires of Prometheus to shake the apathy of false hopes and leave desiccated idolatry in the shallow graves that serve as mouths spewing hatred and homophobia
i am an anarchist with Messianic tendencies the infamous Nazarene died defying Rome's empire and i'll decry American chauvinism on my death-bed born and bred in the home of two happily-married conservative Christians emerged a nonbeliever i'll resist until the end
earning my master's in literary cultural and textual studies and i've been told that i'm prone to sophisticated soliloquies and that i have a robust vocabulary yet people always ask me why my favorite word is **** and i suppose it has something to do with its versatility vibrancy and vivacious vicissitudes
i am in love with a girl with forest-fire hair follicles that burn almost as bright as the compassion she nurtures in her chest a rebel girl in a patriarchal world wielding middle- fingers as easily as warm hugs i adore that she is polyamorous even if i have eyes for only her
i lead a democratic classroom by modeling leaderlessness a professor and a student fellow learners use my first name 'cause we're one and the same i'd be ashamed if i adopted the illusion of authority and tried in vain to tame the virtue of liberty latent in every one of my students
i am my own damnation an island unto myself beset with the black plague of self-doubt drowning in the ocean of delusion bereft of self-determination betrayed the man in the mirror i am my own adversary and accuser judge jury and executioner i signed my own death warrant
and i am my own redemption i am the savior nailed to the cross nothing and no one can stand in my path i am the arbiter of free-will the harbinger of hope and i will vanquish the lies that choke my throat like nooses of rope and tie myself a lasso to pull down the moon and sun and travel aimlessly throughout the galaxy as i did once from star-dust i was born and to dust i shall inexorably return
simultaneously i am my own deity and enemy at once a cancer and its cure the sheep and the wolf a king and a fool subservient to none yet obligated to all a series of contradictions and oxymorons played out to define complexity in simplicity purposelessness in post-modern artistry