MINOTAUR MATADOR

A penchant for poetic justice,
rhymes with orange,
set in stone temple pilots,
Trumpet muzzles cascading in windchimes,
and neon water crystals
purporting to obviate
resonant health imbuing qualities,
the sedition of conditional epigenetics
constellatory observation decks,
Molotov salad,
Alkaline Oppenheimer,
Catacombs of self reference,
Acquiescing Opalescent.
Mote of mendacious mendacity,
perpetuating variegated, viceroy visceral,
evincing visceral in vented ventriloquy's
antiquated amendments to ambulatory ambiance,
capsizing doubt, harvesting reification,
quandry of conscriptions read with rage,
anathema of precursor to supplicant pliant purporting presence,
Acidic fakir of internalized superstucture, fermenting ice wines,
in august amidst midsts and mists from fiery fencepost logic!

Not all false sophistication embodies itself as jargon,

ubiquity is the semblance of epigeneric inspecificity,

Grandiloquence parading in similarity harmonized as difference,

if you cannot express something simply you don't understand it,

In all but a poetic universe,

explored by all we miracles,

Escaping the labyrinth of false logic,

We Minotaur matadors.

Poem and image © 2016 Peter Kaleb Theodoropoulos aka Rockwell Wilder