A plea to the Mad Man

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I know your connotations,

You have taught me well about that.

Surrealism at its finest.

A realisation of thought.

See that is the way you do your magic tricks,

Not with a wand; but with a picture,

Not with a coin and a handkerchief;

But with vocabulary and recounts of history.

Too well I know you

I probably know you better than your own spouse.

I may be considerably younger,

Ah, but remember,

Age and intelligence isn't a limitation in the academics.

That was something you taught me,

Father of connotations.

But remember this,

A man forgets when he knows too much.

A man mutters when the answers are silent blessings.

If you rip something apart, the bigger picture will be destroyed,

And thus the thousand words will also be forgotten.

So dear father of mine,

Analysing the illuminati in reality may feed your indulging nature,

But those same analysis can break the daisy chain...

Please remember that...

Tara R.       

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