Thursday, November 05, 2015


And all our words repeat
Chime a timeless message
As they exponentially replicate
Birthing in multiple instances
We call new imagination
Yet these siblings of mediocrity
Weaker children of greater sires
Only become less subtle prose
In our expression of vanity
For what we may describe
Is but a mere luminance
Thoughts kindled by need
That takes its illumination
From all that was written before