‘and usic—is the saying hard?
“Shall “Cryptic Coptic” block the birth
ofholy ecstasy? Forbid,
Ye Gods, forbid! Posed block, you fail
Co bulging heart by drooping li.
can you not serve as finger-nail?
‘Ay! God ofscissors! barber God!
‘My earlier mystery
did you learn?
Unshoe the aching pseudopod !
Mysterious donkey, chew or churn
Your human-kindness-milk to butter !
gave you gratis God's advice
(Since God's responsible) to—mutter
In gutter, pay your tithe to vice
Since virtue kicks you down its stairs.
So thus I clothed it in strange word
To catch you thinking unawares.
‘Think? do you think? ‘Then, thinks a bird.
Read your Descartes! Nietzsche demurred ?