Angst of Knowledge

dark minds harbor simple knowledge,
forthcoming - the well-springs burst
demanding an increase in the capacity to shelter
the wealth of angry information
left behind by the long-gone genius
swimming amongst and within the mind
of these strangled spirits,
peruse my mind
and a passionate flux of flowing words
whispers between bone dry lips, lacking perspiration
the dusty waters fulfill my never-ending thirst
for insatiable drops of knowledge while I lie
stripped of my malfunctioning sentences
whom dance like lyrical poetics beneath simplistic
styles - a temporal remembrance of linguistic song
swirling with memories engulfed by fires holding hands within hands
and the pen of ages is clutched in a childs nightmare
writing the voices of poets long past
he sings in discord - tears becoming the flow of ink
from pen to paper
and stories become truth behind reality