How then shall I live? (poll 1236172)

How then shall I live?

Large, like an infected hangnail

Once again, with feeling

In an obscure corner of a failed state of euphoria

In a corrugated cardboard box with all the trimmings

As if each day were a nanotechnology-based self-cleaning adhesive

Deliberately

As a bystander, but with a mobile phone and a Twitter account

In a fantasy world of warcraft

Barricaded behind my books

With a 300-pound hooker named LaBrea

In a toxic stew of fly ash

Hot on the trail of tears

Deprived of sleep by non-stop bombing

Like a refugee from the land of reasonable men

In trust, in hock, in situ, in extremis

Behind the lens and at the mercy of strangers

As if the top of my head were taken off

Quietly, so the neighbors won't suspect a thing

With pizzazz, topped with brio and onions

Automatically, so I can channel all my energies into despair

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