Whether the role I play
in the movie du jour
running in my one seat theater
is savior of the downtrodden
or shining knight to a fair maiden
or victim of a cruel and unjust world
or a martyr whose death
inspires people to revolution
or even as a nefarious criminal
who ought to be locked up
for the good of humanity.

The one constant is this thing
this “I” with its overwhelming gravity
like a giant star that draws everything
into orbit around itself.

As my human body goes to work
sits at a little desk in a little office
at the edge of town
and does it’s boring little job.

The head will not long suffer
that state of affairs.