Quincy

Who is that?

Inventor of all tings
Listening capture
Disruption sparks abruption
In tiniest fraction
undiscovered contraction
hovers in your mind
Shiftin perception of time
Suddenly it stops
Forces you to listen
Forces you to see
Forces your degree
To be as important
As a thoughts end In regret
Free quincy aint a threat
Paradox humours highest degree
Channel your fear in disagree
It halos above irony, puns and banter
Oxidates

I stopped take the litter-alley
Instead walk the meta-for bliss
down the valley
Waxing gibbous above
Listen
Read
Perceive
And nurture my love
Talking in verse, riddles and purpose.