Three Short Poems of Existential Angst


Fuzzy Controller

There I am. Over there, in life

Surrounded by looming and swirling forces

I’m tiny

I wish I could catch my attention

It’s like playing a video game with a fuzzy controller


When I look in the mirror

I know I am the reflection

I would like to be me

I’d like to turn myself into myself

To be doing not just experiencing

I’m a jealous puppet

Inventing God



walking meat

I would like to exist

beyond my physical self

but there’s nothing there

I think I shall invent a god for that

There. Now you can click this love tunnel:


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