In an age if sound bit spoonfeeding
is it fair to require so much work?
interpretation through experience
(and dictionary consultations)
the hidden meaning in your prose
without accessibility, what is it but idle
fodder for the trained elite
to be discovered and dismissed?
yet answers gotten freely
through no effort of your own
blow off quickly in idle winds as well
so what is the poet and the philosopher to do
but embrace the unraveled paradox
with me, the bride of cleverness,
(overlooking it’s divisive powers)