happily 2

 
there is no verse

that can describe the

all that is i am

inside

fail

fool

try

learn to conjugate

the verb

that you yourself

describe

a single word

commencing at your birth

complete only when you

die

discover the syntax

grammar

parallax

of your life

the non-genetic code

contained within

your nought-cum-one

your one-cum-nought

computer soul

computer mind

where ne’er the twain meet

in short behold

 your cacophonic quantum field

a stream of digitised

phonemes

 of animate light and sound

vying for the existential crown

of recognition in your babbling

churning audio-fractal

scheme of things

a thriving ecology of emotions

energies

and viral memes

relentlessly

much adoing nothing

making much

of one

a barely comprehensible 

awareness-thought 

surreptitiously

and systematically denied

that i

in spite of all

that seems to be

or not to be

am

 in fact 

perfectly conceived

humanity

no more  no less

the pinnacle

apex of creation

which i embodies  represents

noble in reason

infinite in faculty

the beauty of the world

expressing mathematically

whatever universe is

whatever – reality 

a noughtly 

minutely 

perceived infinitude 

of conscious ness

cunningly concealed biologically 

behind

rational mind

beneath a heap of mouldering fears

doubts 

and precious beyond words

insecurities

absurd though this be

absurd

yet palpably

real

as real

as me
is  me

so take your words

your things of thought

of literary conceit

and fling them back

into the gaping maw

of an eternity

never duly satisfied

while i play the sun

for an old cuckoldy ram

and sing to the moon

beyond reason or rhyme

inspired

to not know
what i be

stroke/ is
stroke/ am