He knew that his fool's a feverish foe;
fettered so foible & bold, yet loveable
as flatterer of its confectionary brain...
That despite being pompous & absurd
haste -- of one part A, two part D --
a certain modesty prevailed to prove
how made an enemy to an inevitable
distraction as Dane to the nobler role:
lamb to the slaughter, comment of soul...
how could he know the distraction
Would prove to inaction be the boon?
A plot in this harsh world to twist thy breath in pain
as if to exact its surrender to forces more serpentine
a simplistic machine that made monster man
& man a monster in greed...
For how else to its villainy by blood be a Methuselah
in his commandments cast but by invention in a birth
of a warring intelligence?--words...but not as word
true adieu, remember...
to inevitable ends -ent by sir & penitent an apple
eaten by needs of a leisure to have spent in this world
the scholar as soldier how revolutionary the request:
Fight on! Fight on! Fight until ye can fight no more...
For fight is good & right --to think, to mine, to ours
is the memory imprinted of smoke & ash & powder,
Or so runs a
false, I thought, was the postulate if postured
as the fame to parallel infamies so base in a scorn in-
born to rebellious wombs--the after aft of oath, rule
& law of all hypocrisies thought solidity conceived
in masses act - this is the body and blood of Christ
as contraction transsubstantiation: the very soul
to be as inevitable doubt, being the end. Meaning
within data recorded man is not worth to've troubled
over, and especially as a bulwark against sense...
For any plans to resurrect the innocent vows, prove
of time and space as penetrable stuff, is regrettable.
Forms & causes I conjoin'd to an effect convert --
mimicry first, reality twice, as to piteous action
to its corruption-- rules to the slavish
succubus to see how it is as customs can play
the western rage sublime -- do I have a right?
How else to overcome? How to underplay in ig-
norance to their madness deceived? Inheritance
of invisible seed. This was truly his time!-- he
Of rages in a film as true representation to yield
a profit when customs had proved to mean little.
From his losses due the astute utilities to mine
is within without with all such virtues true
to the extract from creation those bodiless forms
In a confession to a heaven & to fatness
body, in other words, is my mind interred.
© David Laskowski 2013