Novel of Nonsensical Novelty

Be one with the eyes

in the tide

of the passers-by

as they all try

to spy

the signs

of the times

or maybe just you

in your youth

before you grew

up too soon

life to choose

things to do

it’s all a ruse

now try to see

the teeth

on the snarling beasts

versus the free

the clean

the ones who believe

in more than “me”

 

Now pacify the predefined propensity for preaching proprietary peasantry

And live the life of lithe spontaneity

and sway to the supple swooning of cinematic consonance creating clever nonsense

And be a Novel of Nonsensical Novelty

 

Rapid