Concepts

"One" is a concept

followed by an endless series
of numbers, equations about nothing,
security for the wary, proof that
we are smarter than the lower animals.

"Self" is an arrogant claim

remembering visions in polished surfaces,
staring at the tossing of mane, a nod and
a wink for a dead horse we beat with hard
bone clubs, declaring our beauty and uniqueness.

We walk alone is ever growing crowds

marching with the other lemmings, turning
feet this way and that in a farce of clevernes;
all the while running nearer to the cliff dive
like every other seeming "Individual".

And we all fall the exact same way

backs breaking, brains spilling, eyes wide shut;

splash of blood against the rocks