Let Sleeping Gods Lie.

We're gullible
not infallible,
presented
with the ineffable,
a preamble scramble,
tambourine,
jamboree,
jumble,
fumbled
trumped up,
scrumpled
and fucked up,
eloquently evocative,
simple
yet provocative,
locked up
keys thrown,
words churned out
we're gurning
and chucked out,
by the culprit
in the pulpit.