Form

Not a bad day…trying to deal with practicalities…
my enemy…I want to just be constantly naked,
simple…hard to do….hard to be simple…so many
forms to fill out…asking for information…begging
for clarity in bureaucratic dream smoke…why do I
need to fill out this form to just be? It’s kind of like
dying…if the paper trails ends, you’re gone…as far as
anyone cares or knows, or so they think….the heart
has no form…it’s barely a concept, though everyone
understands it….what do I do? what hoops do I jump
through to win approval to continue to be?