He knows you

Ram Tzu knows you

All of your
Dirty little secrets
Are tattooed on your forehead
For him to read.

You cling so tenaciously
To your history
Sensing correctly that to let go
Would set you adrift in a present
In which you cannot survive.

Here and now is the great evaporator
Poof - you're gone.
Surprising isn't it?
All that time you thought you were
You really weren't.

Poof - back again so soon?
Guess the illusion wasn't finished
With you after all.

If you learned anything
You'll know it doesn't
Make any difference.

Ram Tzu certainly doesn't care.