passioneer 28

it started off as some sort of tribute
but my, oh my, does the term new meaning unravel itself ungracefully
like an ungracious guest in the living room
here I am
passioneer 28
emblazened with the mark of all that is right and all that is left and all that bewilders
and all that knows no bounds to insanity

here I am
passioneer 28
with a monthly routine of inner surgery
to repair what this world inflicts
this experience which unbinds the moments of happiness
from their source

undoubtedly it’s righteousness
this badge of passioneer 28
the way I learn how to go from day to day
and know where the leaves go unnoticed in garbage dumps
and stew melts into styrofoam
and exhaust heats our kraft dinner unintentionally
and malls build havens for new species of rodents
and roads transform traditional walkways into ceremonial sacrifices
but it’s not a happy thought.

here I am
passioneer 28
who wishes with all my might for an end.
immediate and quick and severing
from the thought that this is all there is.

but at least four days on
I know planets circle with satellites and
friends find comfort in imported shoes and
bus rides bring bountiful sources of interesting characters and
life finds a way to keep churning out the chemicals needed
to feel alright.