*
Pity the pretty,
and their vain lack of vanity,
as I sit in the city
I note:
That the sane, lack their sanity.

As the stinking motor-herds
roam in their stomping
pointless circles of
buffalo-skin car-casses.

One day the rain will come and
wash away the silly sinners,
and the wannabeginners.

One day their shame will be revealed
to all the world
in the immortal evermore.

One day your heroic deeds,
will shine in the singing
of curious choruses,
of cyber-angels
in winged wishes.

As I sit in the city of vain,
lacking vanity,
I pity the pretty,
I pretty the pity,

And the vain, vain, inane world,
of perpetuated tin-pot
busy businesses,
propped up by
plasticated
fabricated
sillinesses,

and all, all, all... is,
is... is... vanity,
and this refrained lament
is a speculative picture
of the possibility of posture,

something akin to spiritual vanity:
A sense of more than mere ghosts,
instead:
Whole Aeons worth of Ancestors,
watching in patient amusement
at every idle desecration, at
every struggling man-made,
or easy-God-given
Creation,
or I.T. solution,

waiting for their day of resurrection.

*

2771 A.D.
Belshak Amorite,
Scribe of the Third Celestial Diaspora
Planet Hermes - Gamma Pavonis

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