Isomorphic ideas verses a hermetic mind

Isomorphic ideas verses a hermetic mind

 Plaintive howl of a writer.

Ideas in isomorphic forms

Are liqudified then with a tragic

Irony crystalised in an amorphic haze.

When will she achieve her finesse?

Her story is a mess,

Tragic demise of the hermitic mind

The fosil of dried ink.

Time for a cup of tea me thinks.

And the phone rings.

Isometric ideas merge with the hermitic mind.

Therefore her writing will resemble a paper mache elephant

in perfect symmetry. When cut in the middle perfectly isomorphic.

The end.