and now I will curl up, spoon up to my wife, think of nettles and settle in cobwebs of sleep... and that's a welcome junction... peer pressure trans-generational... ahem... there is.. the 22nd century... isn't there?

Sow sorrows and the fleeting
of god so distraught
That culmination came
Via the 3/1 and the 1/3...
how obscure
To this very day....
that the son be the father
and the father be son
but how each one of us
Waited for the 1000 years...
how one waits for the other
And the other doesn't wait
For the other and...
Then pretending to allow
To the gallows all Jew circumcised:
But I don't want to be:
All nature said so against
This practice
And I want to *******
With ******* on
And take a woman
To bed by slithering out
Of my collar
And when one comes
The other comes 100 years apart
And from the one with allegiance
To the earth... another spoke
Of the froth of rhe turbulent
Pacifier of the Waters
Grand Pacifis...
Such the dyslexic dance
Of letters and I say one letter
Change it to another
Call a teacup a kettle or who
Reigns over this rhetoric this
Curb this giggle...
How does Reyla word it
In one word unlike ghee but via
joy: froth of G to J
Jump jump humpheryack
Giggle and glow and glamour
Gregorian
Mephisto:
Because how the 20th was born
Was not how rhe 21st century was
Born...
No awaiting politico misuse
Of television radio newspaper
And neo-marxism
How now the grand wake
Of the yawning night:
"We" wish you all... goodnight.