stranger

Stranger...
___________

I was first
a Stranger to
The World;
who was in
essence a
Mystery unto
himself..

then I met
my Shadow.

(and became
stranger.)
_

Yet I was
not so much
consumed
by Life's
Absurdity,
as I was a
Man who
consumed
Daily The
Absurd..
and spit
pieces of
himself into
That Abyss
Unheard.

(which plays
Music most
Men Fear.)
_

I am Still
that Stranger,
and Stranger
for it..
but not so
Strange that
I cannot allow
myself to admit
there is a Meaning
To this Absurdity.

(which I will
eventually find
looking into
this Mirror
Staring back at
Me.)

J.Stephen.H.