up the very imagination

I am the neologian!
Neologer, some say.
Diviner of ROD.
Divider of SENSE.
Dinstincter of orifice
and sphincter, alike
and between - the TAINT,
if you will,
'pon and ALL UP YUH,
language! Some scoff!

Some carp and quibble!

Some moan in denial of their very
JEALOUS THEY DIDN'T THINK OF FIRST, but
- with a broad, slurring gesture I dismiss
all of these, and they are seized
by brute remorse and sorrow, or worse - dragged
kicking and wailing and gnashing BACK -
BACK to the very imagination

from whence I deduce they came. Denial
would be paranoid in so peculiar a case. Yes,
I admit it.

I deny the very idea.

An idea that can or wouldn't be better put
than in words such as flip and flit
to the nonce, for the moment's need
- SHOULD be denied. New words

or none! Is our cry. Whom
shall say "otherwise"? or even "INDEED."
when meanwhile declared some time ago
those words were already quite passe?

Not I.

You mistake your man, mon soor.
Go back to the top and try reading again,
to be sure.