Here's a little poem I wrote in the more lucid moments of last night's sleep chasing... I would love to hear your thoughts 
Immesaurably minded,
magnificently materialised.
Meticulous, magnificent...
Momentary.
Mere mortal matter,
making mountains move.
Masters make moments,
meaning motivates man.
Created creates creator,
champion of chance & change.
Consistently challenging...
Coaxing,
carrying craft, culture & creativity.
Contortion.
Curtiously considered,
credit to coach,
but
crafty creatures crawl &
crooks creep concealed...
Curiosity covers costs.
Communication consequently caves,
catalysed crumbling,
Chaos.
Cut corpses carrying cold cash,
cunning commandeers chivalry,
chastised.
Conspicuously, coyote careers,
confuses,
cold clouds cover casting crashing currents,
carnage.
Calamity of colossal conception.
Conviction.
Calmly collected cognitive consciousness
connected.
Certified?
Certainly.
Cinderella carries coal yet cast,
Civilisation curtails her cask...
Croft senses checkmate, calling
"Come, while it lasts!"
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This poem is about (in this order) - The majesty/chance of life, creativity and connectedness, or human potential. The room for error of humanity, wrongdoing, corruption. Our mortality & increasing interconnectedness.
Edit: I should add. Don't take it too seriously.

Immesaurably minded,
magnificently materialised.
Meticulous, magnificent...
Momentary.
Mere mortal matter,
making mountains move.
Masters make moments,
meaning motivates man.
Created creates creator,
champion of chance & change.
Consistently challenging...
Coaxing,
carrying craft, culture & creativity.
Contortion.
Curtiously considered,
credit to coach,
but
crafty creatures crawl &
crooks creep concealed...
Curiosity covers costs.
Communication consequently caves,
catalysed crumbling,
Chaos.
Cut corpses carrying cold cash,
cunning commandeers chivalry,
chastised.
Conspicuously, coyote careers,
confuses,
cold clouds cover casting crashing currents,
carnage.
Calamity of colossal conception.
Conviction.
Calmly collected cognitive consciousness
connected.
Certified?
Certainly.
Cinderella carries coal yet cast,
Civilisation curtails her cask...
Croft senses checkmate, calling
"Come, while it lasts!"
---
This poem is about (in this order) - The majesty/chance of life, creativity and connectedness, or human potential. The room for error of humanity, wrongdoing, corruption. Our mortality & increasing interconnectedness.
Edit: I should add. Don't take it too seriously.
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