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Vines intertwined
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PAPER PURSUIT
Confusion and clarity
Are eternally married
I surrendered myself
To the spiritual world
A long time ago
Life is a paradox
I have very little or no
Control over myself
The whisper and rhyme
Of innumerable angels intertwine
With reality’s conundrum
All one can ever do
Is drown the stomach
With a bottle of wine
Pray away for the tick of doom
On your grandfather clock
At the final fleeting minute
Of your spiteful existence
You are obviously unhappy
Perhaps your god slacks,
Flaps about with clipped wings
In a barfed-up sallow sky
In the end it is you wo are denied
Fingering your deathbed memories
Your supremely sad demise
Stabbed in hell by silver knives
Sounds like you're dealing
Sounds like you're dealing with a sanctimonious snob who spends way too much time judging and just needs to chill out.
The fourth stanza is particularly illuminating and eloquent. You understand the dichotomy of our physical reality and don't waste time trying to make everything fit into a narrow world view, which is a sure fire way to become frustrated, judgement and dour like the "geezer" with a god that "flaps about with clipped wings".
A lot of razor-sharp lines here that can cut some narrow-minded views (and people) down to size. An enjoyable read.