light the lamps…

light the lamps nero tune the fiddle too 

say what’s on your mind

anything new

there is the question

that haunts me now and then

when the flames of things that matter least

flicker to the coals briefly I am free to think but nothing is there.

Washed clean with relativity

I struggle to engage the correctness, the significance

or the non such of such things

the theology of Isms and the finer doctrinal points thereof

like some enema of academia shoved firmly to where

the sun never sets or for that matter rises

every generation produces a fine crop of elites

the men of Athens want nothing more that to sit at Mars Hill

discussing some new thing

And on capitol hill the talk continues

seems i’ve heard there is nothing new under the sun

well there you have it balaam

straight from the asses mouth



Painting in the public domain by Henryk Siemiradzki “Nero’s Torches”


About jingeorgia

Searching high and low no matter where i go it always seems the same: shades of grey. Or, was that gray?
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One Response to light the lamps…

  1. Cantelon says:

    Wonderful. Poignant.

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