Tuesday, May 16, 2017

Trichinosis of the Soul



Trichinosis of the Soul
Is your social Piquerism

Transecting at the very surface of your tensions
Is somehow different than Transecting 
Your Surface Tensions

Have you ever experienced wonder
At your ability to Experience Wonder

That Is one of the things
About which
I wonder

Like a fully understood ignorance
Grasping a Known Unknown
Like a poorly understood rudiment
Ruinous with age from a seed hath grown
Such Misanthropic corpulence
In the darkness sprouting
Like fungi mold, With a corps-like cold
Like putrescine and cadaverine 

Passing in passing

For whom the bells tolled

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