~ Daffynition ~
A poke-a-hol-ic's
rude redux ~
falls flat on his face
Some ancient wisdom
Doth behold; a parabolic
To unfold. Mathematics to
Delight ; resemble crescent
Moon at night! The alchemy
In this I see; a medieval
Fantasy . Behold the dragons
Tooth and claw; from it,
Power I will draw. Mystic
Names are writ in clay; and
Swept away before the
Day. Squalid squawks that
Screech the sky; bring chills
Into the heart that lies.
Fingers bony, nails that
Split; do stir the cauldron
With some spit. “Hail my
Demon, come to me”; if
You indulge my fancy free!
Thus I challenge, this bleak
World; what’s real I order
Inward curl. Tumble down
And thus reform; a universe
“Reductio ad Absurdum “
Is reborn!