Apropos sue's crab: sadly expired anon

The more i'm aware

    the less i'm sure

that what's extempore

     can by apriori

conniving endure

     in form bewildering

beyond my powers

     interpretive and rare

neither through insight

     nor imagining how

metaphor can pull us

     through this nameless      to wit:

we ineluctably expire

     and interpenetrate

another sphere

     like potential drawn

from what's not there

    and certainly conserve our ego

by repair through unfathomed elements

     from here to

oh where      o where

dec 10th mmxiii

** reference: christopher marlowe

"dr faustus" act v scene ii lines 1926-82

"all beasts are happy, for when they die,

their soules are soone dissov'd in elements"