Aspiration towards elusive apotheosis of enlightenment...

analogous to where
the fountainhead of knowledge
gushes forth unstoppable
as a result after Atlas shrugged
his head and shoulders

loosing bits of esoteric material

(and hairs - i.e. fluff
as the spouse would say
caught up in the shower drain)
handy dandy blue's clues
deemed more valuable
then fine spun gold
retrieved with tweezers
filaments randomly stitched
into indestructible raiment

and remaining threads
woven into tapestry,

where weft and warp webbing

traded on eBay to the highest bidder,
whereat a veritable warehouse

of timeless tomes

erected like a walled fortress

to keep out neighbors
that tend to be a bit frosty.

Linkedin and synonymous
with stretching intellect
(to the breaking point) ecstasy
doth arise buzzfeeding
sixty plus shades
of gray matter
constituting soul asylum
analogous to a junkie
desperately hankering to get a fix
knowledge my drug of choice
impossible mission to get enough
cause the more I learn
the greater the appetite
for cerebral consumption.

Ever since becoming
an emerging adult
(approximately my half-life ago)
drenching cerebral tissue
courtesy reading material galore
stoked hot spots of noggin
deliverance videre licet I did exult
some may hashtag me
as being haughty
being quick to insult
a run of the mill logophile
truth be told born
into a learned bookish environment
I eschewed bourgeoisie
and voluntarily naturally gravitated
toward chattering class
comfortably mixing with hoi polloi
but prudent not to downplay midcult.

Yours truly doth not seek to impress
nor necessarily exclude anyone
from the prospect of befriending her/him
nevertheless, I make at least one exception
to the above declaration and countenance
sparring with profoundly
literate and eloquent people
adroit with a clever
punishing turns of phrases,
thus specific pleasure
derived from reading
not linkedin to bragging rights,
but strictly associated
with expanding my vocabulary
and becoming knowledgeable

about various and sundry subjects

that piqued curiosity of mine.

Ofttimes the penchant
to while away hours
engrossed with reading
a well crafted story
(although I do enjoy perusing biographies
couched within historical fiction
and gleaning historical context
about the era of the respective author),
but whether fiction or factual
the might English words
themselves exhibit entrances me,
a veritable logophile,
who could even find pleasure
plodding thru a dictionary
with absolute zero ennui,
and learning the etymology
constituting designation governing
how we interpret the webbed wide world
and remembrance of things past
within the realm of being human.