An Existential Critique of Erotomania's Hybri(d)s

melam melam
meddling in the brunt
of the operational multi-alone
whose name or personality
is suspended over
damocles is laid down
into ophelia
what tusk is brunt
by biology's deep time
gambits meddling
molecular sketchpad says
confection's (n)done
unknown or undone
gravity is not what the
leap of faith means by grammar
and if by peddling the moments
when the donkey sits down
and refuses to move
melam melam
the sundial may be fashioned
of old moss-colored shark's fins
in the pavement of an eye
to wit: i am meddling in the
brunt of the peddling punt
is suspended over the words
of the molecular sketchpad
'i feel you' meddling to
the operational multi-unknown
and for all its storage capacity
to let it come done melam
puluhtu o melam
it's not over arcadia, help!
help! someone is meddling
by their petalling
it could not be more easy
to lay some maps of the world
as textures upon a rose
melam melam
each burnt tusk is a close
elephant donkey comes closer
hung with swords
but is anyone wary yet
of ironic confection's net
let any who does not fall sway
to combination
coordinate the first tone
vestal ballots confect
ballistic ballet conjectures
for any figure is a figure
any tone on tone advances
some differential unity
i am meddling in this erotomania
with (for) the universe
the elephant donkey
which is both charging
and refuses to move
damned oak leaves conceal
"je'zeus ophelia drone"