Scott Thomas Outlar- A Poem

Bigger Bang for the Buck

  

Prelude to a revolution

during this dark age interlude

since the last revelation

swept renaissance

through the hearts and minds

of a species

that was fed up

filled to the gills

flayed on the cross of ignorance

fried in a pan of splintered oil

by devious false idols

misbehaving

by masquerading

as royal gods

that were really

rotten

to the core

full of cancer

black maggot virus

a worm in the system

a lie in the core of the apple

So sick and tired

of fucking around with the shadows

in the fallen garden

of ivory and gold

Ready to ignite

a new dawn

as neurons dance

enflamed with the theory

of evolution’s enlightenment

A cosmic epiphany

sung from the celestial spheres

The holy orchestra

smashing sounds like atoms

spreading the rhythm

of synchronistic alignment

sending out symphonic notes as dust

to drift through

the pulsing plasma

of empty space

and be molded as clay

into higher forms of melodic ascension

We are all made of stars

with a glimmer and shine

that cannot be snuffed out

A tangerine shimmer

of liquid sunshine

Solar rays of source electricity

coursing as tidal waves

through a river of blood

enchanted by the very breath of life

A whisper, A word, A vibration, An ignition, An explosion

Bio:

Scott Thomas Outlar usually tries to just stay mum and keep his trap shut...but sometimes the universe has other plans for his loaded tongue. More of his mild-mannered verse can be found at 17numa.wordpress.com.