AND ALL THEY GIVE YOU IS THE DAMN ANSWER (Published in Art Times)

The lines of fragmented ardour pierce as crazy rays-
this way and that,
And I am left bereft of much to say,
But anything that will bring,
This geometrically inept mind,
To incalculate understanding.
Yet it all keeps coming to 360 degrees,
a full vicious circle of transience,
Quite moot in its points, configurations and convictions.
For the variables may alternate,
But the solution is always the same,
One which never ceases to elude your figuring as to how you got there.
So, you go to the back of The Book-any old book,
And all they give you,
Is the damn answer,
on yet another 'Why?' axis-
An elusive coordinate,
Survival vs. Thrivance,
this Life and the preserving of it vs. this Life and the Living of it.