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As the inferno bakes land
into being in the oven-void,
the pie sprouting parasites
and mischief-makers as it curdles —
a flotilla of spiraling morsels
for some fearless race to savor —
let an avatar of the quantum foam,
mouth of the glut of nature’s genius,
once before the spoiling
of each common sojourn
condense the gamut of encounters
and transduce the awe of a windswept sea,
the shrieking relief of childbirth,
the callous odds that divide the sheep
from the goats and the wolves,
into a Luciferian outcry,
an epiphany codified with lexical gems
that beguile the boorish herds
into jolted silence
before the audacity of headless works.

Let a wizard honour what is;
let the wonder of the teeming plenum resound.

Knowledge condemns. Art redeems. I learned that as an artistic writer who did a doctorate in philosophy. We should try to see the dark comedy in all things.

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