SCRATCH YOUR HEAD AND YOUR ASS
The saprophytic bacteria living in your anus is
A way of reasoning for those involved in cybernetics;
Every system contains a darkness seeking the light.
Fleas hide in thick animal hair unbeknownst to the
Host; we are akin to the wilder beast who have
Itches in their ass and on their back. We scratch our head
We scratch our head as if to bring to light all the
Unpondering things that reason fails us. Our language
Is in the semiotics of packed animal hair hiding light.
We try to soar to the heavens but our souls are porous
To the compost leaves on the ground trying to sink into
Our skin. We are porous to all the rashes of reason.
Perhaps if we used no words at all then our psychopomp
Would not be traveling from earth to heaven to decipher
The discontinuity that dissociates us from ever knowing.
Continue to scratch your head and maybe you will finally
Understand poetry. The poet is mad because, like Whitman,
They know that dragons of wisdom live in a raindrop.
I so agree with you on this one. Especially in today's world