Would you like to know
Where I am, at any given moment?
Wouldn’t it be interesting,
To get inside my head?
Perhaps, not,
For I am a boring soul,
Sometimes.
But, as kind of a scientific experiment,
A moral goal,
An artistic challenge.
Wouldn’t it be cool,
To get inside someone’s head?
Poems, essays, even fiction,
Do reveal something about ourselves,
But we are in control
Of what is revealed,
For the most part.
What if we surrendered all control?
What if we simply
Let it all out,
Let it flow,
Without any filter?
Is that possible?
Is it permissible?
Is it moral?
Is it good?
Perhaps,
Some may say,
Some of these questions
Are not relavent,
Are not pertinent,
Are not interesting,
Are not “scientific”.
But what are we,
If not moral beings?
What is art,
If it has no moral goal?
Perhaps,
We could argue,
That any process,
Which reveals information,
Is valuable, moral and good.
But is that true?
I would like to know,
As this is a great concern of mine.
Where do we go from here?
