Give me something lost
Something out of chaos
Not distinguished solemnities
With delicious incompetence
Of well meaning features
Both charming and possible
No, bring me an uncertinty
At once plausible and disturbing
Such as would I discern in a puzzle
Whilst trying to find the coordinates of an allusion
A distance that evaporates in poignant lament
In a comical taste for the grotesque
That resides beyond the horizon of conceivable vision
With a more capacious understanding
Of implausible supposition
That would fragment a fake authenticity
Despite such choice by another eye
Yes, give me something out of chaos, please
Aug 2, 2012
Aug 2, 2012 at 3:42 PM UTC
Give me something lost
Something out of chaos
Not distinguished solemnities
With delicious incompetence
Of well meaning features
Both charming and possible
No, bring me an uncertinty
At once plausible and disturbing
Such as would I discern in a puzzle
Whilst trying to find the coordinates of an allusion
A distance that evaporates in poignant lament
In a comical taste for the grotesque
That resides beyond the horizon of conceivable vision
With a more capacious understanding
Of implausible supposition
That would fragment a fake authenticity
Despite such choice by another eye
Yes, give me something out of chaos, please
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