〈Dyslexia〉
Clockwatching is no use,
it never strikes two.
And under no circumstances,
can the knot get shrewd.
The powers in knowledge,
the wisdom and homage,
are all forbidden fruits,
which I can never chew.
Well Nietzsche's too ephemeral,
n' I read none from that Kant.
But feed me some philosophy,
so I can devour the truth.
And if there's a god up in heavens,
why it keeps giving me lemons.
How the words formed up so perfectly,
'till the mind went through.
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