to the free-for-all pleasure giving whore called English
I am heading towards the meaning of my life.
From Dawood searching for his burial place where Black Friday transpired
to the enshrined marriage vows KrIMated over and over again
I am exploding in my meaningless existence.
From Botox to Dolly to preservation of the umbilical cord
to Slutwalk to I am Anna to Occupy Wallstreet to Zero Tolerance
I can see myself in the mirror yet can’t face the truth.
From proving ‘the world which acts as if it knows me’ wrong
to getting predictable with my inner senses
I am merging with my destiny.