I've half a mind to let it fall to pieces,
this bothersome identity which I've
expended so much verse to keep alive,
shoring it up with some impassioned rhesis.
I weary of the wrangling to derive
what kind of person I am. For this thesis
the spirit-draining struggle never ceases,
nor does the longed-for entity arrive.
I am a man who rages at his
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