PERCHANCE, pure ignorance led me to thine fate,
this insensitive cast of shadowed ills,
master of melancholy,
captain of misery,
pukes wormed to,
fester my sole.
WROUGHT, I to thine chambered bed of tear-filled filth,
thy soulless disposition of dogged bitten maladies,
mastery of wanton death,
captain of pistols gift,
giveth thee eternally,
peace lest mired,
in wretchedness,
be thine indeed,
forevermore.
BOUGHT, thee an earthly infirmity gift of thine underworld,
a substance of substantial kaleidoscopic wonderment,
masters of the Gorgon green powdery eyes,
captain favor thee and keep me stoned,
the zodiacal tamed universe in,
infinity delusion,
aloft.
OUTDATED is not part of modernity, an obstacle of fluidity,
utter nonsensical befitting of untruths worthy of,
frontal page jibberish for a stoned audience,
be the damnation of liberal bitterness and,
prosaic palfrey gallops expelling feces,
edible for domineering soulmates,
lost in love, fools that they are,
spiraling aspirants sticky,
cesspool of the,
damned!
2020 February 09
Saturnalia my Dream
Cycloidal forms transmuting to the involute
obduration under duress a malleable direction
coming to nothing just the gearing of time
Spartan gates left open to a millennium of thought
three legged animals given there a soft palfrey canter
air floating fish seen and their no need water
still the rusting coulter rusts and rusts
the power such lasciviousness constant thought
why would a simple man under go such agglomeration
deracinate weak seeming silly there the confederations
let us all sharpen so freeing all thought
fools are fools concomitant if you will keep with it
monsters lovely chimeras and beauty
entering the world of Hieronymus Bosch
let us not be reduced to the witch of Buchenwald
interweaving ourselves into their existence
Cycloidal forms transmuting to the involute
obduration under duress a malleable direction
coming to nothing just the gearing of time
Spartan gates left open to a millennium of thought
three legged animals given there a soft palfrey canter
air floating fish seen and their no need water
still the rusting coulter rusts and rusts
the power such lasciviousness constant thought
why would a simple man under go such agglomeration
deracinate weak seeming silly there the confederations
let us all sharpen so freeing all thought
fools are fools concomitant if you will keep with it
monsters lovely chimeras and beauty
entering the world of Hieronymus Bosch
let us not be reduced to the witch of Buchenwald
interweaving ourselves into their existence
On your imaginary forces work
now seen a place with
Three legged animals with a soft palfrey canter
Air floating fish seen and their no need of water
The lovely birds flying would no need of wings
gods power just trusting resonance of their sings
God is all powerful and said without rules
imagination is false and followed by fools
Let us enter the world of Hieronymus Bosch
place of monsters chimeras beauty and tosh
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