My Malapropositions

Colleagues:
   
       Malapropositions
 
Your goodness must have edge to it,
else it is none.  The doctrine of hatred
 must be preached to counter the
doctrine of love when that pules
and whines.  (Ralph Emerson)
 
I love to hate the hating that hates the hateful:
there’s no defending:  it warms the cockles of
my stony heart.  Good & Plenty: goodies galore,
here a goodie, there a goodie you’d think I’d be
sated, but no. Can’t get no  satisfaction:  if it’s not
one goodie hating it’s another and I can’t stop
hating the goodies hating —the sin not the sinners
of course, I should add. 
 
These are a few of my favorite words, some GOOD
descriptives cast into the cellar like Madeline in the
House of  Usher, festering for revival & eco-logical
collapse & reconfigured sustainability. .
 
     "Articulation": to Flay The Beast
   with a Minimum of Blood & Gristle   
 
Sin  =  my essence, being; Evil = up from below,
aspiring; Damn = damaged & damaging; Narcissus =
thinking my image is Others;  Solipsist = sealed in &
homeland secure; Hypocrite = actor; Idiot = unique,
private, personal; Stupid = stunned to a stupor pre-
requisite to study;  Injustice = my reductions,always;  
Criminal = rip off, my attention efficiency: a crime
against  the whole; Violence = my violence bears IT
away.
  
          Chaos, Random,  Anarchy:
               goes without saying:
            those mothers of invention
         ordinance ordering ordination.

Good description is all, and add Guilty no doubt. 
How could it be otherwise? Owe big time, non-stop
forever. (Not to be confused with Shame:  horse of
another collar. Beat it. Beat it dead if I can.)
 
"Stalwart," maybe—at best. But never "steadfast,"
"consistent,"  "integral," "coherent," or "loyal"
Pioneering  frontiers yet unknown.

xxxooo, Sam