Observation is simple.

 

Ironically: throwing yourself

Through paradigm after paradigm

Renders you glib.

 

Ironically the sense of flow to this

Is separation of the weight

Of every challenge it takes for granted.

 

Ironically of the virgins who say no

The one who hesitates said more.

 

You fill more holes than you realize exist

And you rake flat the soil

to how your virgin eye sees it.

You can do this with bullshit, and it’s glib.

 

To step inside the pants of the naked.

When you stepped inside a human suit.

That’s how you got caught.