Epistemology, Knowledge & Wisdom

(A carcass on the beach.)

(Swarmed by flies)(Hide baking in the sun)

(Rancid, putrid)( it fills the air with the

 perfume of death, work of decay)

(insulting my nostrils and sinus)

(as certain of itself as death can be)

(and as the waves reach higher)

(they float the mass, rotting)

(each crest an exaltation, each trough a depression)

(driving the flies)

(as one dark cloud)
(and bearing the body, as lictors)

(out past the breakers)

(returning the dead thing to the sea.)