from what i heard eternity has complete
individuals and a lack of *****
to be minded as ransacked tactic
of exploitation - which makes the socratic
utopia quiet appealing, arguments readied and
readily available - making the perfect
mosque quiet appealing -
in that kindergarten of  prayer a kindergarten of
hopefuls to speak-  i mean fake it as a mannequin
to undress itself - and then get readied for
the tattoo needle of the eyes eyeing rather
than scribbling - i still mind the candy-floss of pop
eating air rather than my allowance,
air compounded with exacted premonitions of prior,
thus said to an exploitative excess;
we learn to be intelligent from what we haven't studied
to curate our life into a vector status -
why then the appellation of capitalism
to only target the young, esp. the feminine base market,
and forget the other criteria?
well, capitalism is such a grand word
discouraging other little words of usage:
teach them a vocabulary and then censor it!
prime politics! teach them language
and then teach them a second language
of what's politically correct!
weaklings in power, weaklings in power,
a status of one man explaining
biceps of another - a status of one man
explaining the triceps of another -
what a power struggle... it almost felt
anguishing with prior examples of the warring tribes
and diatribe...
so few wish for gardens and maidens...
and so many in an aided wish via fiction
for an adventure and a lost domesticity; so many
wishing for not encompassing lazy peasant
among pheasants - so many unto the wish of adventure,
a true linear of the earth spinning forth from within
orbit into a single identifiable route of the non-repetitive...
so many here are awaiting a chance to fall of
the carousel... so many!
we would gladly drown in a glass of water
should it give us a step off the carousel into
the enigma of a life sentenced to a perpetually
changing narrative!