Being a Critic

Mon, 05/06/2013 - 11:40 -- D.J.P

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37212
United States
36° 8' 20.4612" N, 86° 47' 48.9264" W

Upon each wingéd criticism float
hollow sadness extending infinite within,
devouring seeming core of self eroded,
still suspended in earthly bondage.

Fading memory of touch recede
upon advancement brutal evolving ever;
realized fate is cackling silly,
madly high with power-drunk rage.

Blooming subliminal constancy tunnel
erect ineffable shapeless love,
gaspy-breathed beings in ecstatic wonder
expand of origin uncertain.

Arrogance of contrived re-creation,
smug with sick-stomach insecurity,
destined to repeat of different tongue
each rotten sweet revelation made.

Of cyclic pulsation never-ending emanate
comedic drama absurd of man:
self-created, self-fulfilling ever-spinning
meaningless noise of chaos-brain.

What lacked beginning cannot end,
though subtle seems to coarse minded ones
who ever-screaming sucked back through
space-time flaunt in self-affirming agony.

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