The Sophist

2014-03-07 12:00 am

Its time for thyme.
Get out the knives.
Spices mount the turkey and climb.

The Sophist

2014-03-07 12:00 am

Death of Cupid strewn loose,
And the putrid excuse;
Stupidness youthed in the ruin of Use.
Abstracted views abstracting rapid abstract logic,
Abstracted the Truth;
Abstractly vapid and loose.
And so now I live recluse.
I used 'abstract' too much,
And killed Cupid via noose.
I have a pact,
I tattered and abused, 
I packed and hid, scattered in the spruce.
I hate all I come in contact with.
I hate to introduce.
I hate you all like my old friends.
You all act too recluse.

The Sophist

2014-03-07 12:00 am

A life pre-mortem;
Death of The Sophist that is;
Dying of boredom.
Deaf ears of the Quietude;
Hear tunes but abhor dem.
Good, there's more for 'em;
In a song they can hate through,
Than the femme de la femmes.
De la silence we dance to;
Scrotal Tongue's creme de la creme;
An online forum.

Gord

2014-03-07 12:00 am

I am the Koala that eats eucalyptus.
Additively good as cigarettes is.
I embrace my lack of education,
I can never become king of the matrix.

I am the Human, who also thinks of eucalyptus often.
In my dream I can see leaves, each just as delicious as the last was.
I barely find time to write rhymes,
I am busy gathering more eucalyptus.

I am the prophet, sought after and brought forward.
My eucalyptus addiction has brought me fame and regard.
Retards were entertained by my antics, and I danced with the stars.
Afterwards I dashed back to an apartment, ate eucalyptus for hours.

ENVOY
God, do you hear me?
I beckon thee for leaves.
Not just for me, but for all the people.
The greenest Euc from the finest of trees.

Gord

2014-03-07 12:00 am

Teach me to breathe again,
Teach me to fish among the bears;
Until boars bearing teeth sheath their wares,
and thus keep secret to themselves, cares;

I care naught, to teach me, teach me not;
Those that let me rot gave me teeth;
and then taught me of freedom through proxy;
Thus keep secrets to yourself, forget them not;

In age I will not be forgotten,
A new age will dawn upon them,
A swirl of value, morality is drawn in;
Only remembered are those who ascend to godhead;

Gord

2014-03-07 12:00 am

I just happen to be like abstract logic;
Tacked on at the end of powers of ten
To let you know I'll be right back on this;
I just happen to be like you express notation,
A subtle reference to exceptionally large creation;
The closest I'll come to actually seeing the painting;
I happen to be like two celibate arrows connecting;
The inner sex shun.
Like two chaste fates elope and create one.

The Sophist

2014-03-07 12:00 am

Hoeryong Concentration Camp,
Saul-ri, North Hamgyong, North Korea.
Google Maps can see it;
The place where he was raised.

Hooks through shoulders dance;
Three generations relieve it;
Crimes against human spirit;
Humanity crazed,
Choose to not believe it.

See Kitty Genovese,
In a nation void of peace,
Cries out for help.

Markets open and diseased;
Meth soaked in teas.
Get high;
Accept defeat.

The Sophist

2014-03-07 12:00 am

Bueller, Bueller, Bueller
Pews faced to view the fooler
Tools taken from the tooler
Put online to try and school her

Austerity, Austerity, Austere
A cry that no-one cares to
Words with fares to blare through
Worlds unfair to tear through

Heaven, Heaven, Above
A thought I think the world of
If nothing comes from nothing
What are acts of love?