The Great Against

I oppose the trees
and the ground that holds them
and my feet for walking upon it
and my hands for grappling the branches
of the trees
of the ground
of my feet
of my hands

I oppose you
simply because you exist.
And one day...
I will write the book that kills you.
I will put voices in your head.
I will wrap words around your neck.
And I will oppose my mind
for thinking the words that opposed you
and I will oppose my own opposition
and blow myself away.
And for an instant,
as the bullet begins to enter my brain,
I will oppose that as well.