Investigation in the truest form is intuitive estimation—Wherein

Declaratives are inductive follies—By golly!—Appeal to definition—

Fie, how thou art stand!?—Which side detective?

Consist resist guestimate or jump ship—Choose either all—Be.

Stand ground. Persist. Live on and prosper…Listen…your sight, it sees.

Everything is and all is a thing. Me

You, the solipsist. the Monarchy; it’s all real and the real is fiction.

Souls are dust and matter masks us.—Appealing to diction—

Therein, beyond, blind eye sees slight directive.

Fakeness lives in the leaves on the lifeless

Street. It’s calm and cold but the coldness weighs

Down, and the first snow falls, the grounds compress

For some odd forever, till winter strays.

Rake-less lives are...