Poem -

A Messy Science

Too much charisma, not enough flesh
Too much carnal, not enough spirit

We live between horror and delight
I have not maintained my gifts
From these Amazonian lungs
To these sheep pearly white

Too much heaven, not enough earth
Too much present, not enough future

Love your neighbour
Befriend not the heathen
I have neglected the hungry child
And idolised created men

Too much naivity not enough doubt
Too much scepticism not enough faith

I have been cynical as hell
As unfaithful as treason
Unbelieving and unbelievable
Woe unto this soul with no self control

I totter as a feline flask on stilts
Desperately mixing concoctions
Trying to get the ratio right
But messing up the lab

The shameful splatterings of my innards
Advertise all my failed experiments at life
Upon the walls of every street I've ever entered
Stains that can't be scrubbed away

My demon secrets must glow
Under the ultra violent of every discotech
Exposing my lack of finesse
But without a mirror I'd never know

Oh that I where gifted at following recipes
Fatigue sets in after a thousand days of improvisation
Come and take all these colours away
Bring it all back to black and white

I seek the stillness of a chessboard
But I don't know how to play the simplest of childrens games
And so I continue to run like a mudslide and torrential rain
Wildly ignorant of where this is all going

Perhaps I shall meet with the wall of the ocean
And there find peace at the coast of blood
Perhaps my stormings will clear away
And the golden fingers of the sun once again smooth my writhing tumultĀ  Ā 

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