Slowly siphoning a plethora of platonic pacifists
Through sadism and tenuous destitution,
Is by no means a menial vocation,
They pronounce each embolic italicised syllable
With sordid gusto and gracious vanity,
Each and every phrase they project
Into the atmosphere echoes of
The self involved retinal roughage,
Made infamous by our father’s will,
Tradition tore at their burdened blasphemy
Toiling at untilled ethics and rudimentary ruses
With an insatiable tendency to cause annoyance,
Yet I find myself intrigued
With their eager disposition,
For my disillusion needn’t allude
To the precise imprecision,
That they graciously denote as
Connotations revered and severed,
Siphoned through the covenant’s
Placid cubic heathers.
Through sadism and tenuous destitution,
Is by no means a menial vocation,
They pronounce each embolic italicised syllable
With sordid gusto and gracious vanity,
Each and every phrase they project
Into the atmosphere echoes of
The self involved retinal roughage,
Made infamous by our father’s will,
Tradition tore at their burdened blasphemy
Toiling at untilled ethics and rudimentary ruses
With an insatiable tendency to cause annoyance,
Yet I find myself intrigued
With their eager disposition,
For my disillusion needn’t allude
To the precise imprecision,
That they graciously denote as
Connotations revered and severed,
Siphoned through the covenant’s
Placid cubic heathers.