I. The great pandemonium
as an adolescent being, rationality always bore
within it the seedlings of irrationality -
And maybe brother is insane
but I am supposed to be rational.
the seed was planted when I met romanticism
on a date, for the very first time in grade ten.
my reason was perhaps at its strongest then
and my friend couldn't handle my criticism.
the thing is, nor could I.
it wasn't until recently that I realized
I can let go of reason - and even more recently
that I realized letting go of reason is an illusion,
it really made and makes no difference.