Question the Unquestionable
The unquestionable question quests
the earth is but a möbius
macabre in the mundane
majestic in the mournful
mighty is its murder
mows down the meek, the malevolent, and the magnanimous
all the same
yet no more mountainous than a mouse
it merits nothing
it receives everything
and as to our mothers' embrace we cleave
a soft solemn space to sleep
cold, yet warms the buds
blossoms impeccably bright
from dust to dreams to dust
and springs soul to song