Epiphanies

    Come on now

    No one could be

    More you know what

   We mean

   It had to

  Be

  Come in

  No invitations

  Please

  Take your

  Seats

  Persons and

  Your

 Persona

Need no

Credence

But what

Was the

Need

To Ignore

This

Bermuda

Triangle of

Reason

Where

There

Look

Many thoughts

Lie grounded

There is the

Brilliant Bore

Who took the

Brunt

Poor Thing

Could take the

Bend

And then what

Really happened

To your famous

Resolve

Now the murky

Weather announces

Upheavels

Lost Zillions

Spent bullions

 And the Bird in

Captivity has

Perished

In its cave

Look at

The smoke

Coming out

Of the hillock

Is it the Misty Fountain

Flop

In this inebriated ennui

Any one could

Get the feel

Of

Epiphanies