April 18, 2011

• Interesting, this phase of existence,

  it seems unimportant to me

  the grass still grows, and the water still flows

  and the clouds are wondrous to see

  I'm doing my best to ignore all the rest

  in spite of humanity

  It's nature it seems

  just goes to extremes

  to exceed what's obvious to me.

  The brain is the problem

  or maybe the hormones

  Or nature's imperative song

  Some kind of mis-match

  of cranial dispatch

  to bring an end to

  a celestial song

  'cause time is a thing

  with infinities ring

  that makes humans brains

  sing a strange song

  instead of partaking

  of that which is given

  existence, a thing to behold

  Some viral perversion

  to accept the beholden

  makes humans want more

  than this glorious song

  there seems some perversion

  of genetic displacement

  to reign with supremacy here

  Were I a space traveler

  Who is bored with the tedium

  of wondering that which obviously here

  I would laugh at the humans

  who want want so much

  to be more than that

  that which is manifest here

  and not be content with that

  which is obviously here

  cough, choke;   ... I'm not done yet,  duh...unfinished.

   

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