Sustained reaction cursed.

[rosygyro]

The ancient men threw others futures onto their own insight, hearts upon a flame.bid all people travel in their vein or be blamed for the errant new.
The impotent, fuckless old declared the young as fair game.
to survive, the child need only tread a path that never grew.
point of no pity for boy and priest was set to end a senile beast
the youth driven in like big top spike, an-other circus for its view.
recapitulation lies lay in lifeless skull , set within a wall.
frontplate, backplate , bleeding heartache.
no escape from fools.

hopping mad right foot first.
head on a stick
mask on a pole
river of glass 
quasimodo
screams

The Corporeal is all around us, yet it in itself is a bolus.
a living ball of myriad beings bound to material feelings.
The subjective stands outside our ignorance
the objective hangs us over convenience
Am i a vessel for your abandoned cause?
cept that there are now three of us.
warrior, hunter, nagual man,
a spindle spinning, flinging, flung.
a triangle spells battles won.

A recapitulation full of records.
a spiral of mechanical deceit.
a flower proudly worn on chest
chest not connected to same feet.
quasimodo
screams.