I become a hermit
to escape to
A place without meters and parking permits
I deserve it
For I see that time is really frozen
and people make the mistake of projecting
their hopes and aspirations
on "the future,"
some made up concept
to compensate for the short
ness of human life.
I'm done when I am dead.
Till then, I will be here
to veer nearest to approximation
to happy without vocation or limit
and in the spirit
I'll feel it and don't it
feel great? for a bit?
Leave me alone, I am Flibflub
a new hermit.
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