You swear by your last breath
that FOMO – that endless catching up
of too trivial matters to mention
yet too important to not share
widely, is not swearing – while I
follow another church of similar truth
the Fearing Unsolicited Casual Knowledge
by dipping my toes into the river
of vagueness NOT – I say FUCK
is what I do, I find bliss
there in the ignorance
I find the blessed peace
you are so desperate
to achieve.