Growing up, remember the sinister kid
who wanted to be a mortician
Or the reserved young lady
who hoped to be a semiotician
Maybe you had a friend
who privately practiced micturition
Or knew someone in ‘the other class’
interested in insects Ordovician
I myself, as a budding dialectician
spent hours perfecting my deglutition
So, see! There’s hope for all you future econometricians
~ if you can just find a way to pay the tuition
gw light verse June 21, 2022
Through the nonce open void we are spat out in mucous;
Just as is the regurgitation of nether regions that make us.
Screaming, yet again, for being swallowed into delirious repetition;
Just as is the deglutition of vestigial virgins that forge us.
Be made, and make for the same sake of snakes,
Whose ouroboros becomes whole when a hole closes its poles.
Circles spinning into themselves,
Amongst nautilus shells supposing gold ratios.
As we spiral into the chaos of order,
And told to support its shape,
We’ll never escape the corporeal trap,
Of seeing reason in running round replicate laps.
Superfluous dialect doth vomit in regurgitated deglutition,
Whence the pleonasm prohibits a prose's poesy inhibition.
If thee refer to the thesauri, and lexically thy dexterity shall enhance,
Mayhap then thy ken shall apprehend these subsequent words, perchance.
The four-dimensional tesseract of chaotic cognition coalesced in arcane diction,
Shall encase in cubic arithmancy the separation betwixt what's fact and fiction.
The parallax therefore between perplexing symbols and their meaning,
Shall diminish and then demolish that which thy self-esteem's demeaning.
Macrosmatic whiffs of psychosomatic-originating havoc of confidence,
Shall be replaced by an invictus vision of pseudorandom common sense.
I digress, for this stygian gallimaufry of words within wicked propriety,
Requires a piddlydink of esoteric taste for english beyond our society.