/      when the gods have failed...

  call in the titans:

i.e.?

            atlas,
          contra                     sisyphus;

but i'd really love for the english
to stop numbing, the trill,
of the rattle-snake in              R,

it's such a minor correction!

rolling a ball,
     does the current format really
have to devolve from the tongue's
perception of intact momentum
for that one, slight, artefact
of time immune to
history, and archeology?

                                           can it?!  

come to "think" of it:
             i write most of my "efforts"
when i play mute:
                           i.e. talk very little;

and would you believe!
   you only begin to write poetry
when... you...
  "accidently" loße some of them...
   and can never get them back...
perfectly allowable circumstance
akin to personal negligence
scenario:
              the **** am i "looking" for?

"purpose"? "meaning"?
       ****, the ad continuum...
but i already found that there's
a reign-from-above impetus to, **** me off!
the missing macron on the u,
or the umlaut,
   to prevent the doppelgänger
                            (-aanger)
   entry - free-loading -
                                                 fr'e...
yes the aesthetic of literacy...
but **** me:
   can you stop with orthographic
bullying?!
     ever red (sorry, no A) in english?!
past participle: so it words...
   sure... in the past i've red,
like i read:
   and... hey presto! a red reed!
**** ******* ******* gay *****
of an example to maroon a
human being.

   yes, twice the colour,
                    thrice the verb:

     i'm only here for the two
                    "contemptibles":

oh ****! look!
    the, "concept" escaped from the confines
of the pronoun category!

what i, what you,
       through to what they,
     to begin: are...
                    was never about
a genesis in e. e. cummings' aesthetic
to begin with;
   that **** doesn't exactly
         fry so easily
like an egg on a gypsy pan...
can't exactly dog-whistle this ****
away...
          
    so?

              my post-modern"ism"
   of "trying" to integrate into england
and forget the french...
     my...    obelus:

                    and fidgety americans,
always, but always,
            polarißing the world's affairs...

and it matters, because...
there's an american doughnut involved?!
****: throw in a mongolian harmonica
of motorbout lips vibrating
and the index finger agitating it
with a down and up movement!

you can only, at some point,
allow yourself,
   to merely plagiariße punctuation,
to allow a general
deviation of, such a naked
language, as english, already was.