Everything’s just much too much and fudge far too far
All things cling together only to tear one another apart
Yet nothing’s so complex as to appear so dissimilar

Villanelle : Everything’s just much too much and fudge far too far

Everything’s just much too much and fudge far too far
All things cling together only to tear one another apart
Yet nothing’s so complex as to appear so dissimilar

So does any age beset by gnawing fratricidal war
When humans use words to confuse every thought
Everything’s just much too much and fudge far too far

Seasons come and go as the watchful evening star
Nothing about roaring Nature reflects the human part
Yet nothing’s so complex as to appear so dissimilar

Lives are merely words forged in the nuclear star
They bubble and gurgle then blow themselves apart
Everything’s just much too much and fudge far too far

Mountains speak to rivers and rivers the oceans scar
As every word starlings twirl into ritualistic art
Yet nothing’s so complex as to appear so dissimilar

Each human’s a replica of a blind and drifting star
Though Heaven and Hell be not so darned far apart
Everything’s just much too much and fudge far too far
Yet nothing’s so complex as to appear so dissimilar

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014 - First posted on Poetrysoup.com and published in Blind Man's Lantern: Poems that lash out, mock and rip into the dark...