Genius is dead!
The cry of humanity
unprepared to mourn for a last idol
acknowledges what cannot be denied:
there shall be no more genius.
The veneration through accelerated elevation
duly tendered via biographification
has halted
as we lost go
beaten at chests
after we surrendered our age
and the relevance of strength.
Shelters remain (as with the other
dead deity); many go to church and
the tables, earnest in their desire
to transcend what we now know.
While I'm here for the hearers, I am
no crier, no hustler, no fatal disaster.
I am mere and ready to remain
faithfully broken, tied to the wheel,
rolling and looking and spending
days like the fools that we are.
Roman Ryan 