Confessional Crock



I use to counsel people
cause I’m gifted that way

Breaking down
and solving
problems my specialty

With my pint size

sound bite

slices of philosophy


I would say

in my know it all way

You ALWAYS have options

Which leads to choices

and control of your destiny

Mastery of your fate

It all sounds so great

And now …..

a word from reality

a hard blast of clarity

Shit happens

We don’t control the flow

“So how do we react?”,  you ask

How the Hell should I know!

I’m not even the director

of my own horror show

Nothing more than a bit player

ad libbing my way through

this maze of uncertainty

Yet another

sleight of hand

bullshit artist

bluffing bad cards


About @stgreenie

I am my own best friend because I do so enjoy my company

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