but fear is eager to feed the one, while love knows only of feeding the many, so why is jealousy the ugly twin of love, when fear dispatches questions with audacity to disclaim an antonym partner; for with fear feeding the one, there's love feeding the many: as is due the parenting of the twins jealousy and audacity, jealousy synonymous with love became the crucifix; for it is fear that guides the feeding of the one, and allows love the harvest of feeding the many.*

when you see it,
the great red dragon
               and the beast from the sea painting
by william blake (i'm still searching for
that prized maxim of):
there are more stars than the grains
of sand on the beaches of all of earth -
well... looks like a pretty vacant void to me
where content with the blue but not content
with the darkness faking the number of stars
citing many stars in the wilderness of australia...
and you wonder at my addiction
to blow-job videos and admiration
of ******* beauty and the contentment
of female eyes and my own predicament
of an acne-riddled phallus... well, that
makes two monks and glass eyes of dolls reflecting me,
why the only beauty implanted in me
was worth a pristine skin,
and you might consider standing naked
next to me - but of course the juicy parts
of the story would make me a serial killer -
rather than loving animals above humans,
but then loving animals above humans
made me more dehumanising -
not ready to write a vegan manifesto;
thank god i didn't shackle up with her
until she got bored and bore my children
and the law of the land told me to pay
alimony.