Fustian Poem by Riitta Gyllenbogel

fustian!
and fie on thee
having thought for an instant
to comprehend me
I could never understand
myself
in all my complexity
and I'm pretty darn sure
your interpretation of you
is not in its every aspect
100 percent true

so fustian!
and fie on me
I am in no place to scold
this illusion
delusion
desire to know
to understand what we see
is many a millennia old
it's in every story
we are ever told
from the moment when
we are born

sometimes I think
I understand
it's all only a lie
and then I realize:
my understanding of this
teeny tiny little
'fact'
is all part of the same
pact
the same old packet of lies

but boy, oh boy
am I having fun
with this, my moment
in the sun
even if it is all
fustian!