Do The Math

in the cacophony that bombards our
intellect through auditory means,

shreds of meaning or pareidolia
come together to form something,

something conceivable maybe,
who knows?

the ones who worship on the
seventh day have a transmitter
or aggregator or whatever that
broadcasts the message of the
perfect seven to the four corners
of the earth,

and of course, the land of fairy
tale characters is saved by the
spawn of snow and charm when
she comes to know in her
twenty-eighth year,

you do the math on that one