There’s genius here?
Wait…
I see him…
Crawling crippled
On broken elbows
And femurs snapped
Midway.
Don’t worry…
The bones don’t protrude
Through the skin…
Just their mal-form
Shows from beneath.
Don’t twitch!
Don’t twitch…
Hold a steady gaze…
What stares back
Might astonish you.
Fertilized with agony
Grown stronger
With arcane knowledge–
Erase
All misconception
Before the fleeting moment
Finds a hook in reality
To pull you
Back
Into improbability.
All thoughts
Hold a marker
On the line of time.
That thought resides
Fifty four miles
Down the line
Caressing the birth canal
With greedy
Impatient fingers.
Stay back!
Their instinct
Is to kill
To maim
Past notions…
Embarrass their
Prestige.
Wild ideas lurk
Within the bushes
Of this unvisited territory
They are everywhere
Seeking
Acceptance…
Howling at the moon
For their
untimely rejection.
There is genius here
Violating
The infrastructure
And yet
Minds revisiting the past
Continue
Down the most familiar lane
To avoid collision
With change.
Crawl
Upon broken elbows
And
Femurs snapped
Midway.
Be road kill…
Or kill the road.
©Jen2010 7–17
Ok, I like it, interesting view of it. I guess if ya think of it genius is kinda like a birth defect. A mutant, a rebel or a used car salesman.
Well, the way I see it, people are always scared of a genius idea. It appears like a horror in their mind. They don’t understand it so they fear it… so what does genius look like? Idk… just looks like a person crawling on broken bones… gives me the willies anyway.