I am testing limits.
I am pushing buttons.
I am exploring boundaries
and exploding them
and exploiting the remains.

I am daring.
I am making damaging decisions.
I am involved in deicide
as a deiphobe
and using decided directions
to diminishing returns.

I am the problem
a disproportionate response.
I am responding to questions
that haven’t been asked
– argumentatively.

I am wrong.
I am wretched.
I am racking my brains
to cause some more pain.
There’s no harm in that,
is there?

There is?
Well, that’s the problem!

No.
Wait.
I am the problem.