When Sigmund
Got lost
It wasn't his
Fault

He would take 
Joy
To discover
Owa and Mana

Layers
Of men and women
Between hides
Mana’s mystery

Piano chords
Forte
Harps
Emote

Synthesis
Sonal
Genesis
Tonal

Pluck or
Twang
Your song
Someone sang

Can a polymath
Be a comic
Discovering humor
Oft unfunny

Tombs sunny
Welcomed dishonor
A serene cosmic
But lumpy path

At what age
Or class
Will this skill
Be manifest

Not blest
Only the thrill
Of being crass
A fake sage

Can a polymath
Be a comic
Discovering humor
Oft unfunny

Tombs sunny
Welcomed dishonor
A serene cosmic
But lumpy path

At what age
Or class
Will this skill
Be manifest

Not blest
Only the spill
Of a crass
Fake sage

The trees spring youth
But their trunks are aged
The daffodils are sweet
From bitter bulbs

The grass debates
If life is worth it
But deep sod always
Drags scenery up

The clouds congeal
About a northern
Setting sun
Taking a tan

Soon darkness
Restores the chill
Which gives life
Its eternal thrill

Are deity and eternity
A singular force
If time stops
Who are we?

Take a chance
This ain't some glance
Just keep your pants
Where they be no cant’s

Jump the culture
Your historic vulture
Is a frozen sculpture
Lacking future

So denigrate
Into some state
Where fate
Cleans you plate

Future
Is a suture
Where nature
Is the cure

You cannot write
Without a reader
Nor compose
With none to hear

Can you rule
Without a fool
Or adore 
Without an idol

It seems
Life’s mirror
Can’t reverse
At any time

That isolation
Sparks writing 
And blindness
Causes singing

Linguistically choired physics
As Einstein designed
Specifics
How worlds rhymed

A structure deep
And immutable time
Let physics creep
Explodingly sublime

Into sound
Was it a boom
Shaking the ground
Just an inevitable tomb

I asked her
Can you
Do a polka

She danced
With many a pole
My question

Seemed ok
But her reply
Sewed it all up

Seam’s what 
I dance best
My beautiful bullock

Can my soul
In discounted Oxford
Prowl
To fool the Lord

Shopping adrift
With those chosen second
I’m bereft
Never could be reckoned

With anything to say
Since I am dumb
Unable to lay
On the altar one crumb