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.