On Lao TZU CH. 20

ABSURD INNOCENCE

It don't make no sense

Bottom of my heart falls right out

Screwed up again, and know it

My time to feel like an idiot

All enthusiasm suddenly disappears

The crowd is jeering, not cheering, my parade

Don't know what the hell I need

Just a fool belonging nowhere, to no one

A point of darkness lost in brilliance

Dullness amid sharpness

Uncertainty floundering in a whirlpool of purpose

A single wave at sea, tiny, of no significance

A single gust of wind, feint, of no consequence

Confused and absurd, like a newborn at her mother's breast.