Truth is fabricated
Piece by piece
From scraps of
probability
Hints of what is
possible
Plausible causality
“Truth be told”
indeed
Telling forges
truth
The facts we
choose, the details we
Discard
Especially the
tales we
Weave about ourselves
Bespoke epics
Contingent facts looped
into
Cogent narrative
Forging our own fates
Since I get to
storyboard my life
Why be content with
mundane imperfection?
Why not lineate
myself
As gimpy hero
Hephaestus or
Bellerophon
Lamed by my
ambitions
Still in quest of
Small but epic
feats?
Knowing this, I start my journal of 2013,
writing future states that
I’ll be happy to have seen
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