Ecce Homo

There are no gods

to absolve

vain transgressions.

Stripped bare,

little’s left,

but flesh,

and a sack

of broken emotions:

shame, regret,

hollow laughter–

a thin grist to feed

what ever’s left.

The man remains–

the fool!

(December 30, 2018)

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