Camus in my head,
Murakami in my heart,
Dedalian wings,
And Blake everywhere
(Eternity);-
"I'm a disco dancer"-
My feet are miles below.
(Wait a sec... um, minute,
Let my journey feel their tip....
Ah, yes.)
So extensive is the human body!
But where-from did Snow come?
And then the ouroboros.
And what if it, self-consuming,
Doesn't grow?
Literary gimmicks,
That's all. We never grow.
But defragmenting
With increasing entropy.
"Pray, when did you last see a flower sir?"
There's a... leaf beneath the front seat.
Don't know the name.
Will wiki it up
Once my journey reaches destination. |
Submission Name: An Attempt to Kick One's Own Butt
