A clever psyclops

A clever psyclops

      she was utterly thrown by her matter of redundancy

which she deemed

                             unnecessary

a vagrant twinned backup

so

      she mothballed it

held it reclining

behind a black leather eyepatch

which on rare occasion

as a lark

luridly

      she stripped off its strap

and stared stereooptic

no argument

      she   was   disconcerting

but that was no reason not to pay attention to her

her fixity

her perceptions were unerring

it was very hard

to find holes

in her logic

or argument

      she seemed to be able to peer

inside one

and walk out

the fallacies and prejudices

which smeared

their deliberation

      she knew what they wanted even if they did not

and if ones character

was raised honestly

her perceptions

though uncanny

were dead-eye

accurate

1826,  Thursday,  5  9. 13