A Nightmare of Erroneous Intuitions

his eyelids conclude why bother manacled they led him away to the exact center of their city they tried everything cattle prod fire hose blow dryer ineluctable forces of nature now there are wires in his head his neo-cubist portrait ended up on bags of dog food have you seen this child we make too many monsters on this planet a petting zoo of pretty spiders eager to charm uneager to learn ever-ready to change the subject claiming that this is the normal milieu leaping from euphemism to euphemism preconceptions luridly arrayed detour around the temple kids there’s mobsters in heaven they don't tell you that but it is true they run the gambling arcade of faith the will he or won’t he tables it should be clear by now that prayer does not ward off plague even for the willfully superficial should we all be capable of greatness or blind credulity you decide behold the universe in all its partly comprehensible splendor the design that stuns with perfection and then kills you so slowly that your DNA begins to tell you how when and what to think it couldn't be more or less blatant drifting the eddies of a potential thing in which the impossibility happened at least we know how to know more stray as you wish into the arms of beauty and rub against her silks and furs make her moan the irony the irony her paranoia may be an entrance but live for today is a sham and a shuck and a jive because tomorrow always comes this is a mathematical given the human condition used to be stated as lost now at least it’s curious From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon Artist Portfolio: http://walteralter.byethost32.com/