How the fuck does someone fuck in something/ as bent and broken shaft, as dried as pools
no ink flows from, as a poem? Fucking,/ even the Platonic Ideal, has rules
that we must follow. Instead follow this/ as I rise, aroused. It’s been one hundred
twenty-three days (nombre magique!) amiss,/ blissless, frantic, sick. Some cocksucka said
there’s no world soul, no anima spirit,/ no blessed words. By clits, cocks and balls, these scrawls
rise with me. This is the ideal: shortest/ distance between us——words. We, who submit
to lust’s divine plan. Recall what befalls/ cocksuckas who scorn the verve of Logos.
Logos is a Greek philosophical term that says a divine word (reason) governs the universe. Likewise, World Souland Anima (Spirit) Mundi are other concepts of Logos. Plato’s Platonic Ideal states that the idea of an act or object is, “more real,” than the object itself. In this case the concept of fucking is more real than the act itself. Finally, I love numbers that arrange themselves in patterns (12:34, etc.) Nombre magique is French for, “Magic number.” It’s good to be back 🙂