if it’s positive then why does negative make you happy

caught in minutia

motionless unending way
to live beyond these little things
must be the hope and clarity

driving force of spirit, revised
i see the controversy that are ways for exacting to argue

never-ending to infinity
the pick of the primate
hell-bent on delivering bars of hell to their own doorstep
prisons of ever-copious design

oh the floggings are brutal!
is there no vision?
no way,
no solution to insanity before it speaks?

i know what it means to be pretentious
i watch as your eyes gloss over
in their assumption of glory

does it all have to be an act?
where is the real
like waldo, hiding

behind your boots
in the closet with the umbrella
and so many

so many shades of coats