Flooding doubts that subside
To hellacious droughts
Where is the reasoning logic
Wading through the shrouds of truth
A thousand cuts of factual fractal omens
Drains your blood one drop at a time
Withering under the weight
Of the stone crushing torture
Without notice, marked
Cradled
Waiting for the challenge
I have the simulation beat
Concrete concentration
Learning insubordinately
Discovering in tandem
Unearthing a cascade
Of camouflaged knowledge
A new vibrant free form revolution
King Solomon would be proud
A nod or two of encouragement
That's all it takes
While he manipulates his demons
To build the magnificent temple mount
"Wisdom eclipses knowledge
A methodical compromise
Of inevitability."
Whispers the fae at hand
Queen Oonagh ©
Karen L. Fleming, 6.23.26
