Apology

This is my apology
Stripped of all mythology meta-narrative
I’m sorry for all the obsequy and adulation
For all my actions commonly seen as adoration
Obviously, I made a bad decision in declaration
Autonomously, I’ve made my incisions as a demonstration
Because honestly, I appreciate the precision of this drainage station I call a mouth
Incompetently, I pen knees for your thought, and wrest the rest of the red from the wrist
Often leaking the best of these

An apology
For all my biology and arrogance
I’m sorry for constantly talking
See, when on the sea of peeling paint I call the ceiling
Sea of my feelings paint
The debris of an image if we, sealing you in my mind
Stealing faint of Imagery of youneiverse parallel where can’t be
True, it’s worse to dwell in house of cardstock trees
Sorry for the ouster of art, blocks, we agree
There’s no reason to feel as I feel, see what I see

An apology
For all the archaeology and aridness
I’m sorry for all the pottery and wheels I’ve spun
Me, I’ve made this artifice
By fishing pits for bits
It bytes, personified though lenses of iron-oxide
My-ning, between the lines with pick fighting the mythic
Soon after finding a runeblade
Not made for the aides of construction
But construction for the production
Outside the punctuation
Defunct fragment transmute the magnets
Pulling out filings with madness
Crafted into the biggest fish in my coy pond
Me, thanks to the runeblade, gone
Now a pawn for a queen and my trade

So, this is my apology
For the geology, astrology, physics
Optics ontology, Public Policy, Ichthyology
All a product of the UIC
Under the influence of cardiology
A technique of telepathy that projects telemetry
For using the eye and I see and sea,
Portmanteau and meaning
Lament, I meant
I’m sorry