on schopenhauer

embody who’s morality you like

i will meet you on those terms

but I just can't be both master and slave

or madonna and whore

find her in dreams

fucked stupid or barefoot and pregnant

or in books

fighting back tears over sylvia plath

I will carry the burden of your asceticism

or softly facilitate a mystic and freudian purpose

the self abnegation is a ruse anyway

negation of will is a self-serving endeavor

please look right through me 

or sculpt a form to follow

find me as sleek and pillowy as desired

nothing is more fluid than simulacra

dressed all in white 

daddy's shotgun on the passenger seat 

no supposed curse 

is as easily broken as the will