SCIENCE OF THE JAMBS

SCIENCE OF THE JAMBS

I spent years pursuing truth

     Tracking facts down lineal paths
        Logic
           Inter-subjective testability

Now I turn to beauty
And telling lies

     Ideas, odd 
     To jog thoughts
     Or dialog

My two cultures in contact
Rub
    
Dollars drive our words!

     Poets do whatever to survive
     Their words?  Usually a surprise

Society's heavy weight
Dictates adaptivity!

     Until an artist's gene pokes through
     To disrupt history

Find that best environment
To help you write!

     I am equally awed
     By the road
     And by my own backyard

Rub
A genie's mist

Creativity's subtleties

     The many ways we interact

     The terse power of economy

     And how the words I evolve
     Once ensconced out there
     Evolve me
     In here.


DRK
8/26/12
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