Poem: Degenerative Evolution do not read if you are easily offended :)

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Degenerative Evolution

 

Broken glass magnifies the sharper image:

severing neurological pith

with sliver-edged scalpel pressed,

so intimately, against the quivering.

 

Method of madness: “Think outside the (black) box,

but only when it is socially

appropriate to do so.”

Normal is an introverted hypocrite?

 

I suppose I’m more normal than I had thought,

but that doesn’t explain why I still

can’t fathom the popular

demand for a hive mind singularity.

 

And, to that end, it seems that I should –

 

Treat others not as I wish to be treated?

Amen: the new, improved superglue;

who needs that old Golden Rule

when one, simple word absolves all transgressions?

 

Convenience caters to the criminal,

and then happily ever after?

Charming molests the pageboy,

while White slaves for seven men with Alzheimer’s.

 

And nobody cares because it’s all old news.

Morally numbed by the media,

with gray matter leaking down

through nasal passages; drowned by apathy.

 

A process of elimination?

 

In one regard, the better alternative:

the flock is culled by its own design

while the minority waits,

patient, watching as logic feuds with chaos.

 

But the aftershocks are inevitable.

The fewer who go down with the ship,

the more for the clean-up crew,

and the easier it is to pick up the pieces.

 

Who will catch the drift before the timer dings,

and the minuet’s vibrations fade

into an endless silence?

Logic bends, like Atlas; suffocating weight

 

But science makes a buoyant trampoline.

Edited May 5, 2009 by Fractured.Logic (see edit history)