The Vision More Rare
"The opposite worldviews of Reality and romance attract not --
the base of the former being Facts."
-- epistemology, the scientific theory of Knowledge,
as opposed to "just a theory"
* * *
I woke within the wood alone, the fairy having flown
far upward on the axis to a fare of summer fair
to picnic with a pun upon an airy homophone
and eat a footlong iamb feast abreast the promised heir,
while hard assisting on the tongs and bones, the derrière
insists on being scratched, its being such a tender ass --
the barber having failed to snip the tickle in its hair --
though fey messieurs be loathe to scratch the honey-bags of gas,
which breaking in a rude mechanic mass allusions pass
yet but a bore to rhymesters sans a taste for metaphor
or fool romantics fancying a barky finger crass
who off the ivy, nuts, and honeysuckle sweetmeat swore,
along with this midwinter wood beneath the wilding night --
the bush the axis bottomless inside the bear-fanged bite.
* * *
a dedication of Respect
for
the Reality of each unpopular
Truth
beyond all Rational doubt
a revolving helios sonnet menippean satire on
the folly of fancy
and her faithful followers of figments and illusions fond
january, 2023 -- on high from cloud nine yet
no perception of the depths of Horror
in a wild of Pain
Copyright © James Starkey Iii | Year Posted 2023
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