It must be like the colossal squid.
Though it's unseen, I know it exists,
I just don't go where it goes alive,
and besides, it's kind of shy.
Or it might be like aliens from outer space.
It knows of my existence. I'm unfit to see its face.
Or perhaps it's more like a mythical creature,
Like fairies or leprechauns or
Women who want to have lots and lots of sex with me
Because I write lots and lots of poetry,
Or a satyr or a centaur or a loch ness monster?
Yes, I think there are no great, irrefutable revelations,
Just reflection and learning and good days
When I get a little closer to my path, know better my path's way.
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