"Knowledge Abounds."

As I sit here at 6 a.m,

still awake, haven't yet

slept

I take another sip of this

elixir and begin to brood

deep

Maybe it's the alcohol or

my lack of sleep


But the heads like a can,

full of all kinds of thoughts

rattling around up there

It was once said, "Knowledge

shall abound,"

And we now have access to

anything that we want to know,

so that we overkill and the head

feels as though it's going to

explode


But we push more and more and

study relentlessly

Kiss the sky for revelations

And analyze our dreams

A generation of nymphos in

our quest for knowledge

As though it's a collagen of

solace


Take a dip into the joy of

lust and sip on the sweet carnal

genitals of the sensual musk

Vapors that infiltrate our every

sense and rise up from within

to suck us in