Butterfly Effect

Rorshach blew his nose and

the butterfly appeared

before his eyes

of course, snot fails to be a

medium in which to play

psychological divination

so you milk the mollusk herd

in the ocean of the absurd

to deliver the magic word

to this wrecked shitbird

and his hard-earned money

goes toward chasing the bunny

and it's all some kind of funny

chasing the lagomorph into a

subterranean substrate so

submerged that drug addicts

find the legendary serpentine

basilisk thing that flies

and the butterflies populate the

bowels once the submerged substrate

has been subdued into submission

it's a puff of smoke singing

in three-part harmony

but that harmony resonates out of the void,

out of the bird is the word absurd itself

and the sophists that have seen the truth

come back humbled and shattered

and so shall the shitbird captured in the

toxic tularemia that is his own inner s**t

Rorshach blew his nose but this was

far from the expected outcome

yet the butterfly truly affected things today

for better or worse remains to be seen

Author's Note

This did not go where I expected

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A interesting visions create by your words.
"yet the butterfly truly affected things today
for better or worse remains to be seen"
The poem made the reader ponder a odd questions. I like the poetry that asked questions. Thank you Kenneth for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Kenneth The Poet]

You are welcome, Coyote. Glad to hear from you.

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure to read your work.