Bubble of Illusion
When thoughts cease to flow ~
Where does ego go” prompt
by Unseen Seeker
Ego ego, wherefore art thou, ego
are you inert, in our dreams libido
I cannot sleep, twisting to and fro
need to take, a sugar filled placebo
Not sure I believe or even agree, no
Ego ego, an ineffable growing credo
All our unconscious, cannot veto
where wilful thoughts, do indeed go
Does self-regard need a torpedo
humility answer’s’ only if I believe so
By David Kavanagh N/A
Copyright © David Kavanagh | Year Posted 2022
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