PROSE: Mindless Pleasure Is Little Proper Sin

Think On Fleshly Pleasure
A Prose Poem

By Mark Cantrell

 

There is little to be gained from the hard cruel word of make-believe; this world and the sub-sentient hominids that pass for man have little inclination or intellect for the higher pursuits of sensual cognition.

Only the data-flux animality of the raw senses and nerves, of electrons flooding the matrix of the lower lobes ever manages to stir their capacity for existence.

Beyond the dark recesses of a vestigial evolutionary relic,...