Assorted verse, analyses, opinions and instructions on how to improve the Multiverse.
Tremors ripple flesh
To give in is to give up
Slay your fright and fight
Tone deaf rats attack
Gush from beneath tenements
In coarse inbred packs
Slitting throats of pigs
And goats, finding fates in guts
Is, in a word, nuts.
Some make what we need
While lawyers make but trouble
At so high a price
Oh woe weary me
Here I’ll stand eternally
A concept made flesh
Saints aren’t hard to make.
Rent a circus cannon, then
Canonise away!
Protest all you want
Entropy’s unstoppable
All cares fade away
Widdershins go ‘round
Gleam slicked with witch’s lotion
Soar swift o’er the ground
Spells don’t work on Earth
You can’t blend blood with water
And drink Beaujolais
My senses all flood
I drown in the sensual world
Tsunamis of you
Death’s like a dinner
An all you can eat buffet
Prepared just for you
Love’ll save or it’ll reave
But in safety we believe
Lotus eaters all
To kill or be killed.
If nuked, a Zen based country
Wouldn’t retaliate.
Memories grow thin,
Stretch from whence they came to here,
Blended and unclear
Hypocrites all, we
Guide the hand of Fate, writing
Both sides wanted peace
