The Poems of a Dead Metaphysician

THE POEMS OF A DEAD METAPHYSICIAN will injure a reader with the meanings of a mosaic murder, of a crucified dithyramb, of denomination, of a bog that can only be found in a cryptic system of molten, psychological forethought, something which will force a fomentation of idiosyncrasy and simulacrum to terminate, where madness can stand as a pedigree and interpose the like of a witch... of an intonation whose intellectual management leads one to huddle with the icy ideas of a holocaust-house, of an infinity of future forms whose only purpose is to cause the assassination of an asylum and to build a system of what is an institutionalized position of griffin-like creatures: all of whom will serve as the domestic mentors of the futilitarian days to come.