Impure Perfection in Pure Deciet

Rambling of the mind

Impure Perfection in Pure Deceit

One of those times

Those times where the ink

Where the ink attempts to paint

Attempts to paint with what words

With what words cannot tell

Cannot tell the illusion

The illusion of a child

A child in time

In time a man

A man lost

Lost in the mundane grey

The mundane grey monotone

Monotone monotonous monotony

Monotony extravagance of the ego

Extra­_­vagance of the ego replacing the soul

Replacing the soul as a conjuration

A conjuration of an imagination

Of an imagination long abandoned

Long abandoned by the epistemology

The epistemology as a catalyst for disillusion

For disillusion of a fantasy

A fantasy with a name

With a name named after you

Named after you the self

The self as love

As love as hope

As hope as faith

As faith abstractions

Abstractions seduce irrationality

Seduce irrationality of a mind lost

A mind lost and long forgotten

And long forgotten how to be

How to be a self

A self an individual

An individual with a personality

A personality not influenced

Not influenced by the apathy

The apathy of the literal life

The literal life devoid of all passion

Of all passion lost at bay

Lost at the bay of hounds

Of hounds and jackals

Jackals that prey on the dreamers

Prey on the dreamers and revolutionaries

Revolutionaries branded as freaks

Branded as freaks for reveling

For reveling to the bloody grey

The bloody grey of the shattered tears

The shattered tears of romantics

Of romantics misunderstood

Misunderstood in quiet cold rejection

Impure perfection

In pure deceit

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

really? no one has reviewed this? REALLY? Wow. at any rate, this is fine poetry. disciplined in format yet powerful in message, and with a cold beauty in the words. Well done.