SULTAN OF SWANK
pleasure analysis
in the subtle sexuality of the flesh
is in the whispers
of the captive imagination.
all that glitters are the implants
immanent in reason.
truths multiply like
a myriad in layers,
leaving impression after impression
in the saturation of perpetual bliss.
incandescent in the form of logic,
it flourishes in the art with shine
in an array so stimulating
that the back door entry
of history is just as animalistic.