vociferous.

i like what i like, neighbors.
the thing is,
i pretty much hate all the rest.
i'm not exactly sure what ambivalence is in practice.
i'm only passing fair with the definitive explanation of that sort of
underopinionated indifference to an extreme of yes or no,
black or white, hard or soft-type preferentialism.
i make decisions,
i pick sides,
and i cast lots.
i also cast stones and sink ships and burn bridges.
it's kind of my thing.
i mean,
you ninjas know how it goes-
if there's one wrench available, i choose it,
and break the workings with that fluidly mighty,
righty-tighty pass-it-on-the-left-hand loosener.
ugh.
i'm feeling a berserker battle-beastly barbarian b!tchslap brewing in my brain.
spring is ready to pounce,
and before it does,
i guess i've got to get used to differences in perspective, position, and perception.
y'know, i think i liked being crazy more than being the older-and-wiser
evened-out warrior of philosophical balance and checked-baggage.
huh?
yeah.
i'm all over the place, again.
-
i went and munched up too much food,
and now i'm making even more delicious treats,
and somehow the day is almost done and i've been up for more than all of it.
sleepless in this foggy mountain vale is how it's happening,
and hopeless in the darkest and deepest small hours and smaller skins
is absolutely how i'm living.
this is how it goes.
downhill.
every direction is the wrong one,
and every answer creates harder questions.
maybe i just need a nap?
c'mon.
what am i?
an A*-hole?
i'll pass out when i'm finished,
but there's a lot of doing that needs getting done before then;
never quiet, never soft.....