he thought the thoughts he'd always thought he'd think
and though the things he thought were quite the same as always
the way he saw it happening had changed
because he'd never really thought through his fantasy
his fantasy was a fallacy he'd never seen through to completion
he didn't know how to end it
so he'd think it through
or so he thought
but he really had only done half the journey
but when he finally thought his way
all the way through
he found himself thinking something he could never have anticipated
he wasn't interested in the fantasy anymore
because of lazy incompletion or self abbreviating deletion
lies he told to himself or imposed upon the universe
the ending was nothing like the beginning
and while he thought he still liked those thoughts
really
now that he had completed them
they left him feeling quite incomplete
and he couldn't compete with the overwhelming sense of emptiness he felt
now that his fantasy was through
