there are some who are walking on
a tightrope of inevitability,
wearing a persona sewn with threads of blind reason,
and cultivating landscapes whose
erected palisades are fashioned with words,
delusive cogitation that merely conceals their intendment
and assures their vainglory
meanwhile their hearts are failing by association
as they mold pliable logic and fabricate palatable coincidence
in hopes of unveiling a unique divine axiom
which only masks their purpose