February 9, 2017

I believe ... truth is out there ...




eventually the selfish beings have to reveal themselves 
before departing this planet with their stolen loot ... 

not all the star people were kind and compassionate ...
please remember that ...

when repeating 
a ritualized 
algorithmic adherence to 
any and all emotional 
ports of call ... 

electro-magnetic-chemical-catalyst-
breakdown-of-insistence-angels ... 
wrangle resistance as futile 
when engaging in systems 
designed by those with purpose 
enough to obfuscate 
the entirety of their time 
on Earth ... 

with DNA wands 
in hand 
and a sense 
of curiosity 
gone awry 
We are the blessed bastards 
that continue to outpace 
expectations, how great 
is that ? ... 

I rather like this poem 
it's home to a feeling of 
how She found me 
another Oedipus 
standing 
on the beach 
blind ... 

EJR ©

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