TOOTHPICK

juxtaposition of the ordinary with the profound

rev: 07.14.2023

TOOTHPICK, a slender tool so fine,

Extracting secrets from narrow confines,

Between tight spaces, it excels,

Unveiling treasures, untangling spells.

Toothpick, with its piercing tip,

Transcends the chaos, keeps calm's grip,

Amidst the tempest, it holds sway,

An instrument of peace in disarray.

A visage blue reveals truth's face,

Innocence and destiny interlace,

Oh, toothpick, probe my restless mind,

Unlock the whispers that lie confined.

Some may deem me as infernal,

A twisted soul with skills eternal,

Yet, dear friend, you understand,

The darkness I bear, hand in hand.

You, the custodian of night's delight,

Unleashing stars, studded and bright,

Guiding the sun across the sphere,

Leaving aliens amazed, filled with wonder and fear.

For they question why a sliver of wood,

Brings solace to hearts misunderstood,

Toothpick, toothpick, our sole decree,

In a world where flesh binds, it sets us free.

:: 08-31-2016 ::