existentialism
I want to devote myself
to pure exploration,
pure creation,
pure art.
not to be confined by
finance, and convention, and existence,
but to live as a force of expression. ah,
how I have failed to be born
in the proper era.
in this year I have ceased
to be alive, to live.
I only exist.
how I feel?
frustration at being unable
to be idle, but idealistic.
the chains of society,
enslavement at the hands
of economy.
the dollars dictate my direction,
but not my desires, dreams, or diction.


