Thoughts and Prose

While I drift in this malignant tranquility
sole to ankle in a soup of thoughts and prose
for which there is no market
others watch from bolder climates
oriented upon stars I cannot see
their laps open to a plenitude of patent largess

I know more than I can express
and that inability is as wounding
as any criticism I might endure
I don't want to be smarter than anyone else
I only seek to gain the knowledge
that will allow me to understand who I really am