the storm salivates a turner madness
global in the mind of god
the vision fractures blue horizons
through the nozzle of a cod
where the wasteland grows a flower
not one visionary stands
all will falter in the offing
and resume their lilac glance
weary is the wild presuming
no one gathers truth in hand
entertainment is the blooming
as the audience demands
for whatever is a nothing
nothing is the stance
kjg 104am 31 jan 2015
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