Incomprehension

I've really been ignoring QQP for these past weeks... Started updating Diwan-E-Flix with some regularity - but that's died down some too. I have at least four movies I want to write about, Definitely Maybe, Juno, The Spiderwick Chronicles, and Gone Baby Gone pending in queue.

Ah well... call it a lean spring thaw.

At any rate... belted out a poem between meetings at work today, so without much further ado:

Incomprehension

One mind, seeking to comprehend; shed light,
On one truth, veiled in shadow and night,
If only the world were so simple; reduced
If one voice from the clamor could me but seduce

Tis a world of many truths, of subtlety; of sleight
A world of many minds, and fancies, in flight
Truth depends on method; forever enslaved
With corpses each path to that grail we paved

Our goal itself is but a glamour; a mirage
That shimmers and changes its elusive visage
Enraptured thus, we live on; proceed
In trials of survival we try and succeed

At this situation I laugh; and sometimes cry
Eloquently wax upon, with a joke or two wry
Forgive me my smugness; this garish deceit
Incomprehension is my only claim to conceit.