bastardizing periodical disbelief
the bland remain undisturbed,
pick up their things and go on to their homes
to recite incantations that coagulate in their throats;
as we must prevail in something at least
let it be faith that withstands the unnerving slaps
that existence deals out,
which reminds me, let me remind you that
i am certain.
those who are not partaking in
their perfect universes shall negate
lets face it,
the truth will be
a constant always.