Dare to seek the fixed point, crawl
Out of your iron box of fluid paranoia
By the road to Magnum Opus
Use the chemistry of metanoia
Intellects in highest form
Reveal themselves in metaphors
Similes, over against another
You know that’s what this is for
Square the circle ’round us now
Triangulate into four rows the decade
Up, up, reducing up to one, this is how
We find the fixed point we mislaid
“Hey Mitch, what’s this poetry thing all about?” I want to collaborate with Blue Öyster Cult and I’m hoping the Öyster Boys will think this would make a good lyric.
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