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Sep 2021
Witnessing The Destruction Of Ego

By Id.

Self looks in the mirror, somewhat
misted by condensation but no need
to worry what could have changed
since yesterday.

Bristle, my man, bristle.

No, no, not infuriation, this is reality
not a thesaurus.

No need to become indignant or even
irritated.

Keep the hackles down.

Don’t take umbrage or become
defensive.

What’s with the prickles there is no
5 O’Clock shadow.

It is designer stubble if you choose
not to wipe the glass and greet The They.



Id. ©
26th Sept 2021.


PS.

Eventually, we all get the faces we deserve.
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
(Mallow.)   
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