Daffy's metaphysic.

Daffys metaphysic, or, codename: duck season Sitting, and wondering, Alone in a graveyard, In a literary communion, Of gathered spirits, Trying, Very hard, Not to be drunk myself, Wandering, Very far, From the border, of the veil, Protuding between Ones sense of truth and another's. Veering as listlessly as the smoke from a chimney, Yet having already the certainty, That a castles mote had been traversed, And trod upon, To bring the wood, for the fire, That we may have this roast duck, And that it may nourish our bodies, In good health, Amen.