Thursday, June 2, 2011

Fungus

There is an unfamiliar agent,
A family of the pungent,
Arousing thoughts so urgent,
Introducing this subject,
Encouraging that notion of design,
And a particular nature,
Treated with adventure,
Readily agitating my beliefs,
Sorting depth with the brief,
Scents of intuition,
Sense of intention,
Pronouncements of maturity,
Under scrutiny,
Revealing some poetry,
That colorful agent,
Requiring little reverence,
A lively reference,
From a kindly eminence,
Walking on this platter,
Working what matters,
Within this level of dwelling,
With inked mental swelling,
A thesis and anti-thesis,
Like a market place,
Individuals roam here,
Does Rome hear?
The bargain for value,
The process of virtue,
The conscience will catch you,
The content will clutch you,
For those few among you,
With no mental curfews!