Culture cravings

Let's divine. Culture

All you need is belief 

That a sheaf

Of fleet-sweets

Wreathed In the fire of a collapsing soul

Can breathe easy

 leaping Steeps

Reaping feats of expression 

That could shatter the old

And there you have it.

You've divined some Culture 

It's good an bold

But you just need

These trigger happy

Sappy- sick tigers

To quit the addict writ 

Of the second rate interweb wit

Rolling through selfdom

And purpose from

A "God knows who!"

a "who knows where!"

And "Where are you,  god!"

And deal with it.

So our friends 

The denizens of closed world postures

Caving to craving screens

Can scream the velocity

Of the powers unseen

And zen the when and how

Of to offend

Breaking chemistry into our woes

Ruining the vultures on belief

Let's divine. Culture

At the very least