What follows

Is a perpetual spew of poetic rhetoric

Filled with spectacular vernacular

And profanity frankly

Some of it serious

And some of it silly

But

All of it crafted

To scratch an endless itch

From the rash of life

And overcome feeling numb with fear

And nauseous with doubt

As one often finds themselves

From any experience

.........................................................................On that long...................................................

Uneasy journey of discovery 

Toward whoever we are

And whatever we aspire to be

​

In

Other words

This is a real...

Tangle of thoughts

Or mess of thunks

Or ponder of lobsters

Or ass of mine endeavor

Or clusterfuck whatever

Or tautology indefinitely

fOr the sake of absurdity!

​

NOW

The choice is yours

MORE

OR

less

Whether or not

The curious catch

From this strange sea of ideas

Is worth your while to further explore

So go ahead

Take your pick

Of

If not that

Than this

With a click

Be-

low