If a professor of semiotics can casually
undertake to regale his faithful readers
with the tedious mental maunderings
of a brilliant mind captured by its own
inescapable self-adoration in a
Narcissus-like embrace of himself
why not I, a humble scribbler
no savant, but a lover of words
and the fabulous, myself?
Enraptured by, captured by a frenzy
of fantastic thought, I too will
declaim and fill pages reflecting that
which delights my fancy, tickles the
funnybone of my humorous muse.
From the exquisite sublime to the
dregs of the banal. He dredges his
prodigious mind of both in an exegesis
of boastful excess. I trudge through
laboured mindset to extract the elated
stores it harbours in its deepest recesses
confounding extraction and elaboration
with my dross, here on offer.
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