Above all …

Above all, I have to be calm on the 

r-

outside, even when it is then

impossible to

wield the truth.

I have to pretend the end

doesn’t hurt me, 

and for a

man who was imprisoned 

in secure mental facility for thought-

experimenting his

last fourteen years quite away,

I do not say this lightly: honesty,

after all, is his overarching 

calling.

And being t-

ripped up by his own frank sincerity 

has long been his wifery; his

downfall.

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