Yawning ennui,
this clamorous paralysis
Persists despite analysis
performed hourly.
Contorted-conscience-compass misdirects,
deflects
Rejects the object
lurid luminescent
In its promised remedy.
“Simplicity itself” they say
sneering smug and well adjusted
Dustbowl dry and unconfronted
by insistent urgency-
compulsion; disobey
Superfluous solutions
Pose prostrate and all akimbo
Sprawling whorish low as limbo
Plea for purchase dissolute
Seek sensation’s solace-
Novelty’s a salve for shame-singed souls.
No one on the shore wants
the seashells she said that she once sold.
Reminiscences of chances
Plucked-ripe-juice-drenched full fruition
Never walking always dancing
Elegance despite attrition.
