You are an idea,
an independent part of a grand scheme,
that on its humble part
is at peace in its quandary.
You on your own is self assured
you are an idea that is timeless,
you’re futuristic, fearless, tirelessly regenerative
running on shampoo, smart wallets and supplements
the firm belief that some woebegone way
you somehow fit into this paranoia
is how you penetrate the complicatedness of the entity
which has thus far percolated to be the grand scheme.
And the choice is and always will be yours,
The decision that is, to be or not to be
that one resolute, headstrong choice,
among choices that may be