superfluous

[Brownlie]

Here's a problematic tongue twister for you.


I halted all my mirth with pith,
and deemed the world to be superfluous.
The Earth and all its sundry bits of stone
were riven sundry in my fluid onomatopoeia,
and how strange it was, that in my flesh, I longed to hear medusa moan.
I longed to penetrate the word Sophia
and love the marble visage
as so many wedded icons of a misses.  
Yet once again I analyze the word superfluidity
and proselytize about the Sonics of tautology
because the opportunities are gone.