I’d Rather Die

I’d Rather Die

by Zen Gardner
January 12, 2020

I’d rather die and be alive

Than die and just be dead

I’d rather fry than compromise

With flies around my head

“Death to Self!” the placard screams

While anger inside roils

“End it now, it pointless seems!”

Midst oceans on the boil

“What is this ego death, pray tell

What is this end to self?”

The specter looms with grin from hell

“Perhaps be truth thyself”

The banter rolls around the cage

Dampened by the fluff

Muffled, no expected rage

The audience? A bluff.

The lusting, liquid mind is quick

“No matter – hit the spot!”

“Perceive or not perceive I will!

Believe, or I am not!”

The pixelating picture fades 

And falls to end of screen

Illusion and its many grades

Were never as were seen

The show goes on, the limits burn

Like layered walls of brick

Yet slowly, ever slow we learn

That naught will ever stick