Law of The Instrument

I’ve so little to say I’m resorting to say it
Automating responses in spite of breadth
of the simple truth too fragile to handle
Hinting its existence without undertaking,
alluding to doors I’m unproven to open
Internal economy curtailing directions,
slakes the conscience upon a moment

Operating consequences ambiguities,
surviving on fear in danger’s absence,
sponging discomfort unwilling to wring,
leashed to the preference anchored in
with each unheard word implicitly hidden
Virgin realities born in this deliberation
Deflowering its truth, adopting my lies


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