Monera Mason is a mischief-maker.  Her work includes: starting questionable cults with notorious software gurus, writing abstract fiction, catalyzing shenanigans which she deploys on unsuspecting bystanders in the City of Neon. 

Child Of

This is the child of
    A Milton Scholar
    Who found that
        Freewill
        In parables
    Was as lost as paradise
        Amid
        The sinners
        martyrs
        Its own
        Tortured soul
    Cleaving to the supple virgins
        Teat
        Child angels
            Mocking uncertainty
As blissed adoration
Is simple

Simon found
My mother on
The rocky crag
Of a patagonian
Rain or at least
The cataloged
Version
Full of adventure
Errant locks
Of amber
Beaming  in
Synthetic down
The  promise
Of everlasting summer
Against blue bird
Snowscapes 

Her compliance at pretending
Tempered his anguished
Soul searching
Just long enough
To believe in
Progeny
A generation
Unsaddled by patriarchal
Sins
But ever prodigal 

And so I was begotten
And soon forgotten
Glossy throw away adverts
At odds
Always with
Musty debates of
Puritanical virtue
 

Insubstantial Self

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