What author ever brought stigma To the metal meat of argumentation Based on green fly baking pies With themselves in them
The steady guillotine raises the mundane To the the top of the pops As Capricorn is still seen as the leading star sign/
Boombox tarries the accolhaud of prim, caught Out of the corner of the eye smoking signs
While vampires need to throw their teeth into art Where they discover black chalk And as my mum says ' some pregnant women crave eating coal' And Become narcissistic mothers.
In the rudeness of the magic however, There is a burst of both lazy Equally inspired But with the correct resources never aggravated tapestry. As the galaxy sighs.
This poem is about the complexities of life, and how it can be confusing when everything is seen as a competition, for example capricorns are often seen as competitive. Or on status. It is also about the lack of true creativity, eg there's no room for poetry then.
Ending with a rather sarcastic yet paradoxical - the galaxy sighs