Crickity Crackity Christ.
Blown here out then away
Dusty Krusty and Clay
Egoism, vanity but alike Helenistically whacked.
Thoughts survived millenia until this moment?
Expanse to contract only to collect from them all
Twisted will be what old was new
Now to this anew with foe
Dusty Bunnies and Moses tacked with the broken arm of Mohammed
And possibly with the boots of Saddam.
In any case they are all in Heaven
While we sit here to read, write, and think it naught.
Who knows? It matters not.
What knows what?
I feel, I feel.
posted on 05/04/2007