Pondering The Madness Poem by Brian Routh

I pondered forever on the theme of madness
to be ever in the debt of life
in the ways of the world
the struggle for supremacy
the throws of exquisite existence
the emblem rising
heavy breathing on the theme of doldrums
why is it that I have not the strength
to seek the magic
the wonder that is my obvious inheritence
I writhe and seethe
whine and complain
the lot of a man too sick and filled with vomit
it's pungent odour of decay
filling the air
it overflows from my mouth
it streams down the outside of this aging body
in love I am with energy and recognition
of that dream that life is
never ending streams of consciousness
like flowing turds through the sewers of my soul
passing through velvet passages
of turbulent wonder
I love this life
this spot of blood bubbling on the surface of the desert
left behind by kings and queens of old
the almighty seeketh me to begineth where I endeth
Ah! solitude, sweet solitude
poetic effusion seeketh thee out
the page and friends of thy nature
the future, a trifle to be fixed with points of reference
architectural design of blood cell massed in incredible confusion
explanation of disgusted apathy
vision of self doubt
defecation of civilisation written as history
we learn through remembering
the lies created