- my history
About Metamorphosis
A short story
ENATIONS:
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With pitch and yam, thoughts
In naked flight upon a nihilist sea
Propound the anarchist's spray
Which falls and seeps
Through the worm-holed decks of time.
In a seething broth of lymph and tears
A multitude of electrochemical trains
Grind on within the diversity of confined space
Bearing messages to and fro
Lest the ship sinks beneath
Into the vagrancy of encrusted ways.
With muted and mutated wit
Neolithic vestiges stand firm
Within the nucleic acids' rhymes
Which in mocking jest deride
The whimsical fantasies perpretrated
By the shallow forms of antiquitous dreams.
And in the sullenous of day
A simple blade transverses massive scorn
To endure the hatred of trampled knaves
Who fly blindly in some materialistic scheme
To gain hold of only shallow graves
Wherein is found only the laughter
Of time's eternal maze.
June 21, 2007
© Jerry Copeland