#31 Honest Folk Never Broke Their Backs Counting Atoms

As Is What Was is a collection of poems created with no thought at all. None. There is no control over grammar, sound, rhythm, idea, or anything really. Why? I thought it would be fun. Is it insane? Absolutely.

 

Patience admirable relations

I took songs and turned them into setting stars

Frankly the world never made it easy for simpletons

Like tulips in a cemetery

Nor were the old creatures too fond of restful underlings

Honest folk never broke their backs counting atoms

So why bother now?

 

In all them demons rest the turnings of tides

And if there by any disinfecting

Or any repainting of any kind

Whatsoever

It should be left to those who settled

For more or less

And right on the money

 

Painful tolerances come by

Only once every shilling

And there may never be another like

The adamant fool

But all torrential tidings and all

Forensic evidence points to

Something better and richer

It must be the case

 

Thereby it stands to reason

Like all forgotten deities

That rot in the memories of ancestors

That traditions could never bring about to raise into monasteries

That all the young folk

And brightened tenacious scholars

Practiced in blasphemy

And my isn’t that

Glorious

 

One thought on “#31 Honest Folk Never Broke Their Backs Counting Atoms

  1. Vk Sibal says:

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    On Fri, 24 Apr 2020 at 10:32 PM, Owl in a Coffee Cup wrote:

    > Arnav Sibal posted: ” As Is What Was is a collection of poems created with > no thought at all. None. There is no control over grammar, sound, rhythm, > idea, or anything really. Why? I thought it would be fun. Is it insane? > Absolutely. Patience admirable relations ” >

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