AlterEgo: Poetry

I am attempting to
reinvent the wheel
of my persona,
come out on the other
side wrapped in the
cocoon of sustainable

See this life drains me
of everything I feel,
a tragic carcinoma,
that keeps growing and
choking off the chords
of my fondest wish

Is there peace to be
found in a world so busy,
attempting to march 
to a beat I can't hear,
while winds like cellophane
blow thought in all directions
that I can't quite describe?

the answer to everything
yet an enigma until itself,
merging with spirit 
until there is no
between what can
and cannot be

Let me partake of
the Golden Apple,
shed the ego finally
to take on the Alterego
of the cosmos...

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