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Solipsism

Perhaps there are no truths,
No real truths,
And instead
Only beliefs.

Psychologists,
Theologists,
Environmentalists,
Journalists,
Physicists, 
Even Artists.
Where does it begin and
When does it end?
What of meaning?
Who is to say just
How many shades of white we have created?

You may be wholly irreverent
Or holy stringent,
But why and for which truths,
For what beliefs?
Ordinary particles of divinity
Extraordinary particles of hate,
Clashing, colliding, combining, 
Changing and challenging
Proving and paving
Arguing and assuaging.

It feels good now, man:
Drugs and love.

Truths, beliefs.
Nothing but
Particular matters of our
Beating hearts
And silly,
Stupored,
Soft minds.
 

Zoe

Zoe

Billie Holiday #3

Billie Holiday #3