STANDARD-HIGHSED The dealer had broken the back Of this fellow Crawling from one perplexing paradigm to the next Never closer To one of many Illustrious doors Which could lead to evermore A beach of bright, translucent sands Where the blue body irradiates So deep and dark that it’s fullness becomes mere emptiness Burning up the insides Consuming resource Predictable probability found it’s course A fish floundering in an electrical, digital surge Consummated before a technological deity Whose many thoughts could never include he Vivisected, exposed before the alien light show An innumerate, illiterate basketcase At the mercy of wirey tendrils That drill into his silly mammalian neural network A desiccant that sips at the tsunami A man without the capacity to fish