the salty taste of titans drool as they sleep soundly
in the fingerprints of gods eerily ousting
without vengeance they masquerade patience
for symptoms of cognitive presents
that clench wrists seeking sacred balance
in our roots that provide excuse to hindrance

wild eyed lovers take flight in the throws of passions
where governments with grandiose delusions of grandeur implode
playing cowboys that seek to forget that we discover
as the companion to magicians and astute warriors
we walk for honesty, marching to the ends of liberty
contagiously asking why
marxist gnosis that writes out analysis
to think the thinkers thoughts
we think the thinkers thoughts
like welfare subsidizing community  this city needs more taoism
unless our goal is to forget all wisdom
plagiarizing dictionaries and etymological connections
as if the symptoms were not a reflection of self

there are no secrets between us and experience
that is not the quest of the universe
these pages blank hold unlimited potential
like my jungian shadow
like my egos love for redefining my inner workings
its that it is a challenge that pushes us on
over walls that run through dizzying corridors
it shakes the rules from in our subconscious
a mockery of the programming that is demanded of society