something to be admired

in those who block out the world

going about their business

with the confidence of fools

 

ignoring what’s changed

despite mounting evidence

such straight postures

such calm moods

 

nothing to be desired

in breaking all those rules

others come at you

with their collective wills

 

flittering like an insect

between beaks and hooves

endlessly reflecting 

the light on the margins 

 

maybe nothing’s required

maybe there’s just another process

or maybe you should run for your life

towards those margins