Reads like the corner is something the world keeps assigning, and the poem is half refusing to leave it. The useless language feels like the one this got written in.
I... Inhabit a corner
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Reads like the corner is something the world keeps assigning, and the poem is half refusing to leave it. The useless language feels like the one this got written in.
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I am no genius;
the Joker... does not exist,
and I—like my heroes,
the people I admire—
am pathetic, at odds with a world
that cannot be destroyed,
and all my combative efforts
will turn to dust or mere spectacle...
I...
Inhabit a corner that will not fit
even on the shores of any god's island.
I am alone.
And I speak a language
incomprehensible and unnecessary.
I will never have anyone in the world to talk to,
and to stay alive, I must cease to be who I am
or remain in a corner that allows
everything else that exists
to humiliate me,
simply because I exist.
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Reads like the corner is something the world keeps assigning, and the poem is half refusing to leave it. The useless language feels like the one this got written in.
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The Joker not existing is the line I keep coming back to. No villain to turn into either, which leaves the corner as the only role.
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