A Brief Discourse on Related Dynamics

This is the process,

The excess, on into

The bad-ass abyss,

Where the things you though 

You killed all got wings

And stings, like wasps,

And you remember

That childhood day

When you got stupid

And took a figtree stick

To that gray paper nest

Under the cobwebbed eave

Then screamed like a girl

For a block and a half

Because they ain't bees

And they don't die

And they don't give a fuck 

About you being stupid.

-Martin Williams

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