After Psalm 73
It is an
illusion
ephemeral, a
chimera
shimmering in
the distance
a mirage,
non-existent oasis,
a desert of
celebrity
and notoriety,
wealth
and possessions,
position
and power and
control
a desert
a wasteland
without a bang
or a whimper
a conundrum
a contradiction
an illusion of
familiarity
and the
expected,
indoctrinated
into wrapping security
around the neck
like a boa
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