Some Self-Indulgent Statements

I am nothing like {

        when adrenaline gives the shakes;

        a prophet; a lord; a savior like the one who rode his glory-

            ous raptor through cities—clearly am not—definitely not;

        my father;

        bees if their sacks of pollen throw

            tears like storms and violins;

        the creatine-cretins who fill their lives with tossing testicles;

        everything I will, one day, be {

                the one to cut off his hands

                    (to give a stranger

                    twice a day);

                a son who always calls, despite his own dreams;

                the one with the truth

                    (about everything and happiness);

                the one who will never stop-

        }

        a ruined life;

}