Dear mental / stimu/lation. / Waves entered, / strewn canals / until /
this poet / heard your call./ These bones are / tiny, / discrete / from outside /
perceivers. / Muse, you are / to be an / idiot / now in my / passageways. /
If I could / only write / better / myself, / but today / we rely /
upon / paresthe/sic speech / only you / provide. / This poet /
presents / not auto/theory, but / histories / of ideas/ and recent /
evidence / of civil lies, / sacrificed / lambs on the / bloody / altar of /
every Wall Street. Best/ described as / forced adjust/ments to stop / yet pander / variants/
spread to size / current / locations. / Dear cult of / Muse, I ask / of you to /
tell me, I / plead of you / tell me / only / truths anew. / Turn ancient /
blissful / agony / into / anarchy. / Bring in the / golden hour /
without the / era, / sans ageist / paradigms / rather an / illusive /
matriar/chal thread an / illiter/ate cast / of men who / know women /
enough to / sing their praise. / Muse, this is / much pressure / but tell me,
tell me of / complica/ted men, / notably / Sydo, / man of rage /
and folly / who cheats and / begs for sex / from a wife / courted by / brutal fucks,
colonists. / When poets / take up a / computer, / psychology / meets culture /
in every / click of the / keystroke. / When Muses / take up this / ask for quick/
banter, / psycho/hosebeasts/ meet anal/ysts with / every last/
paycheck./ Here is the / perfect gift / for you / to speak / what suits you. /
This poet / is dead now, / better / rouse a feast / to grieve / this death./
It is / so hard / when geeks get / remote /flashes of / ideal /
civil/izations. / For every / truth a lie, / for every / lie an /
excessive / xenia / Sydo longs / to flavour. / Listen to / this deceased poet /
sing not write / sadistic / flails of old, / past mistakes / churned heart-strings / Yes, Sydo, /
you forget / that part of / your name means / pain, while mine / is judged / by god. /
So sorry / Muse manics / a way / into / spouting off / ideal irate/
letters / scorned by she / who sees a / problem in / visible / parts of the /
polis that / infects the / vibration / through some kind / of body / politic. /
Actively /silent / in the / first few / rounds of call / and response,/
yes, Sydo / surely / complicates / from here on / out. Remains / speechless/
while his ears / burn from ten / years of men / talking about / his troubling / folly. /