Non Zero Elegy


vrajavala goundar a.k.a./dr bobbi anne white 7/2/2001

        Mermaids diving, breaths spewing a wellspring of consciousness:
        Bizarre colors, geometric designs bombastic
        Inner discovery: Brother Thief embezzled golden fortune!
        Cain ghosts de-busted: David’s his/story.

        Oldest brother cultivated rivalry, jealousy
        Salem Witch Hunt merely a fresh memory
        Intrigue, quilted woven deceit
        Blinding pact, out-of-sight conspiracy

        Cain and Abel-ia: Non-zero game theory puzzle:
        Esoteric myth built on “trusting relationships”…
        Sh/c/would Sister figure into the script?
        Broad/sideswept into gullibility

        Cain-David rushed to cast the stone, to create the theme
        “My sister’s a witch!” His to steal, Zero Sum: one winner,
        Fortune to be taken, initiation to the brotherfold
        Price: Sell the Sister into servitude

        Niccolo Macchiavelli glimpsed a bitter reality
        Fortunes gained from duplicity
        I Glimpsed the furtive face of betrayal
        Brother branded me with insanity

        Spurned female outkast golden handcuffs of “femininity”
        Conspiracy of fraternal silence a necessity
        Game theory fitted to half the species
        John Forbes Nash, jr : McLean calamity

        5 millenniums of Kali Yuga: Age of Quarrel & Hypocrisy,
        Wall Street pretentious Temple of Piety
        His/tory impugned by mendicants draped in poverty
        Warning humanity: cold cash blinds “spirituality”

        Pico della Mirandola rebuked deMedici
        Leonardo da Vinci: outkast for his sexuality
        Zora Neale Hurston simple dirt grave: her credibility
        Louis Henri Sullivan: homeless architectural visionary

        Game theory discards divinity: Krsna’s a mere probability
        Theoretical casualty, not ontological causality
        Driven to reduce Infinity, maddened by impossibility
        5 milleniums erecting idolatry

        Blessed to lose, born to see
        The way “poets are to be treated” *
        Said Machiavelli
        OM

      *Fortune is a River by Roger H. Masters