axiom 1: it's all bullshit in here

axiom 2: it's all winds of change out there

from 1 and 2 we postulate:

me + world = bullshit tornado.

and so i bullshit tornado whining

through the world, wishing for confession

gloved on truth's firm fist, finding

other bullshit tornados only to realize

their bullshit is utter bullshit

and bullshit tornados are fucking

other bullshit tornados giving rise

to littler bitterer whining bullshit tornadoes.

the only bullshitless-opposite-of-bullshit truth

is that i'm a lonely bullshit tornado

that's an insignificant unwilling part

of bigger bullshiter tornados, and biggerer

bulshitterer tornadoes until it's all there is.

~ ajay

25/7/2022