Fighting the inevitable.

I'm as sure that no one has ever reversed the actions of aging as I am that no one ever beat the 72' - 73' UCLA Bruins and that Sarah Palin doesn't have a formal education.  Whatever you've heard isn't true, Boise isn't even a real city.  I've never been there, have you?  Told you.  Doesn't exist.  So why try and fight the inevitable?  I wonder who I'd be if I never had begun arguing with myself about myself.  Perhaps an astronaut, the guest host of Larry King Live, a turtle wrestler , who knows maybe even an agreeable human being.  What ever I could have been sure doesn't matter now, even though I'd really like to wrestle a turtle in space or maybe a chimp.  I bet the chimp would win.  Chimps kinda freak me out.  Sorry, the long and the short of it is that people would like themselves more if they stopped thinking about liking themselves.  Maybe.

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YOU SHOULD BE SOMEBODY

Pink is my statement
The embodiment of what
I think
I lost
Press it on, Press it on!
It'll hold if pressed hard enough.

But ironic purple blotches of
Backless ambition distort
My pink to red
And red to black,
Funneling this process to the
Forcefully forgotten first point
Of determination
To be uncomfortable.

Float out and leave this waterless harbor
By air
Not by land or sea.
Fly into the skies where
You currency is abundant and
Meaningful.
Release the notion of notions

That you should be somebody.