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Sep 2018
This self anointed,
     deluded, glorified aye
man master ba...
     ba...baiter by
sharing his muttering
     dogma hoops chai
Guru Dev to see
     reactions viewing dia

metric lee apposite
     stance of mine to Eli
ten divert precepts gleanined
     from this small fry,
(a secular humanist) this guy
welcomes reactions hie
hastened, viz occipal organs, I
bet sparked visually intrigued an

emotion perhaps vehemently can
not stand disparate
     atheist modality fan
sing their creed steeped Han
dully irreproachable immediately jan
gling with internal repugnance
     opposing as out lan
dish any non parochial

     bull leaf man
dating evolutionary
     tenets as abominable
     toward impious heresy
     impugning a pan
thee on of
     Doubting Thomas decrying
     “FAKE” ******* up tree men

     Das Creator, who essentially
     in this beastie
     boy mind pure ran
dum ness to cosmic
     phenomena yes, tan
tum mount to
     heretical (not tomb
     any generations gone by –
     way before Western Civilization
     predominate the capitalistic
     paradigm, an on
     set of mass urban
iz aye shu, who...blindly pre sip
     poe zed, an esse

     hen shul divine Van
Halen superstar deity
     unconditionally – wan
     ton lee selfless,
     nameless highness faultless
huss scent shawl lee
     dons role of passive ace
of spaces, heart of darkness

     diamonds eminent grise brace
sing mankind, whose
     docent spout morals
     from their sanctified dais
scorning the strong
     temptations that entice
snd the virtue
     endowed agaist surrendering

into the pitfalls of vice.          
No (bow wow byte) intent
     to postulate any absurd
claims, whereby
     a flock of seagulls
     among the mass
     at least one angry bird
perhaps **** sitter ring

     me in the whey
of some global
     proselytizing ambition ankh curd
in millenniums of
     devout where religious
     flavor of the era
     atempted to en gird
the spare scattered

     clusters of humanity
     whereby an un
     learened mortal heard
a “voice, ” no doubt
     this supposed “chosen”
     one so inured
to dirt poor existence,
     which visualization didst appear

attributed to utter
     exhaustion fatigued body clear
ready to collapse,
     when the e'er
the mind mind
     plays tricks gear
ring tubby the laughingstock.
Written by
matthew scott harris  64/M/schwenksville, penna
(64/M/schwenksville, penna)   
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