Illusions

The maggots of ignorance
Live more easily within my extremes
Sly burrowers in the seams
Feeding deeply into my hate and dreams
And swift
To appear chastely rational
When illusion is the juicy rotten fat
I need
To have a lover
And you can fuck off
And I deserve more.
Quickly I see my rightness
Justifications shine my brightness.

I can see
The biggest maggot is never me
And swiftly
The maggots of ignorance
Burrow into my self-reactions
Dooming all the failed satisfactions
Crying up lost, lost fantastic actions.

Gleefully they feed
Because the biggest wanker is me
And every shadow is permanent injury.

don't stop, don't stop.........you fool
You FOOL! YOU FOOL!   Don't examine
                                         The impermanent nature
                                         Of every desire and hatred

Because there's a certain necessity - naturally
For illusions to be attached to themselves.