It’s so bloody simplistic

It’s easy to be pessimistic

But I find that optimism

Works for me as a schism.

The particle physics and subsonic tectonics,

The not of this world mystics

And Heiroglyphic linguistics.

Students and sophomores

Lectures and laws.

Arthurian Knights,

In Sherwood Green tights.

Machines walking as men

And then.

Overtures that tell of the coming adventure

The clashing musical note,

The lacklustre tedium of rote

The dishes left to soak.

And like a mouse in the Hay Rick

Who life is so bloody simplistic.

So why can’t I understand?.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: