Monday, April 29, 2024


They say discord 
is the spark 

from which the bonfires 
of pure art start,

by which the smooth 
and cornerless light 
of perception

is permitted 
to scatter, our awareness 
to increase. 

But many are we 
who'd ride shotgun 
for the dark,

who would just as soon 
our own sentience 

if it meant we'd 
never have to hear 

we'd rather use 
and use 

to the point 
of abuse 

that which we already 
think of 
as "ours" 

than even show 

to our hatred 
of the new.