Sneaky Fucks

“To see the world in a grain of sand

And heaven in a wild flower”

Said the poet.

“ To hold infinity in the palm of your hand

And eternity in an hour.”

Said the poet.

He said some other things

About what life means

And some folks

Really liked it,

But he

Is a poet

And they

Cannot be trusted;

They

Romanticize life,

And make it seem

More beautiful than it actually is.

It’s a magic act,

And all great storytellers

Can do magic like that.

They make things more beautiful,

And people will pay

To live in their illusions for brief moments at a time.

The poet takes what’s boring,

And searches for the beauty in it;

And if they cannot find it,

Then they create it.

They are

Not to be trusted.

These stories

Are full of bias

And

Philosophy.

They will persuade you

One way or the other

Without you even

Knowing it.

Those sneaky fucks

Cannot be trusted.

. . .

. . .

But really,

I think I am probably just jealous

That I can’t write as beautifully as Blake did.

“To see the world in a grain of sand

And heaven in a wild flower”

Said Blake.

“To hold infinity in the palm of your hand

And eternity in an hour.”

Said Blake . . .

-C.H. 7.23.23