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