Poem

Extolling the virtues

of doing everything

the

hard

way

a nasty little contest

of competing thoughts

struggle

to demolish

one another

Every now and then

one is repeated out loud

in merciless triumph

as a battered

notion tingles in the depths

of unconsciousness

Extolling the virtues of doing everything the hard way

Into the void of logic

with you pig!

Triumph is mine!