Musings of the Reverend Meduri and Dr. Jackass
Rev: conjoin and edit these grandiloquent, pedantic antics
Moving along with the locomotive.
Speed pushing the darkness into the corners of your vision
I am lied to and I lie
Always waiting, queued, bottlenecked.
The blood is strained, dis/coursing through my veins.
The stomach complains, the joints groan, and the stubble is unstoppable.
Too spry and not spry enough: a state of neutrality; a stasis of vitality.
The key is not in energy lost, but potential
all Energy in the universe is preserved.
equation yields neither negative nor positive
photons disseminate to wax and wane
defracting superb splashes upon the Darkened visage:
spherical and naked, pock-marked and celestial --
heat Energy stimulating motion on levels and layers invisible, untouchable
It's a freedom that no man or force of man can perturb:
The lawlessness inherent to life, matter and being
All three Energy: the spark that bled