RAREFACTUAL PERSONISM

Occasional calculus
futile silver platter;
my head on it
like John
the Baptist’s,
martyr of warm
fudge-split,
polyvore,
Personism:
a part in vulgarity,
of which
one’s semiotics
of the Very You
split years
beginning after half
of my impregnated
assimilated infant-language
self-served Information
without committed points
as I sat obscured
in the scientific womb
of my mother,
learning my wettability
while fossicking knowledge
like a hungry brute
autodidact; overtones
of discovery,
distracting half-grappled
duality (the other real),
studying human doubt.
First!
towards an idea!
of that Secondly,
between unified self
-referential fiction, semi
-conscious, so live!
Fully in, self-world
sycophants shoveling in
slithery hashed-over eye
towards Night Traveling,
like a new idea of water,
the way beauty operates.
Self of Reason? 
is content drops, 
minimal evolution,
enigmas wherein
the rainbow prefers
black-and-white
slipping out
of its contents, out
of its continuation.