Moments of retrospection
04/10 2023
With a sword he defended the virtues of the universe;
They tallied up to life, and eventually life itself reflected
Through unredeemable vices disguised as virtues.
How could he hope to recognize it when it must follow the chain?
Nothing makes sense in the absence of a mythology,
So he wills it through an amalgamation of nostalgic short stories;
Happiness, another reflection of the days of childhood bullies
(definition by opposites);
Sadness, an experience of distance, tears in sepulchral halls;
(definition by experience)
Politics, a chance to display those deposited coins for a golden calf
And moments of yesteryears disguised as virtues for tomorrow's repetition.
(definition by expectation)
Food already decided upon,
Music already partly digested,
Paintings which tell a tale of indigestion,
And then your voice to deny it all.
Calm your voice with soap-operas
That reiterate childhood masquerades.
The food he doesn't personally reflect on is chewed
(he likes it because his aunt owned a farm in Poland ---
he personally knows how much trouble pigs can be!)
And music which he likes but cannot say why blares loudly
(in music, royals and people are all the same ---
except for the mystic creator)
Sleep, sleep, life is but moments of retrospection.