Be Careful What You Wish For
One night as you're staring
into the 'abyss of erudition, '
the abyss loses interest in you
and moves on down the line-
sort of like metaphysical speed dating,
except you didn't get the chance
to show it your credentials.
You're ticked off, but it's unfairness
that got you here to begin with,
right? One thing you'd been certain of
was that you were an interesting case-
could this be a wake-up call?
The abyss is way down the line now,
oblivious, leaving behind a nothingness
you peek out over the rim of,
like a child who's just learned how
to stand up in his crib.