Here are samples of styles of Lady Sapphire Pleiades' writings.
Glitterati
They make themselves goddess
others cause them to be others
they turn themselves others and goddess
and they are still themselves
not nor or and still parts
roles as reaction to the making
becoming what capitalism says
forming what mastery tells
and they are not dea-
they are not what they would be
they don't seem natural or rural
untended or self-started
only the ubiquity of obstreperous
or the gamy volatility or volubility
and they consist of nothing
that is poured into something; water
in vases so becooming of ideas
of variety of beauty experience
that to be in style takes
millions years of sewing dresses
with minds and mights to withstand
the dulling repetition that is
common minds even not many- less
gorgeous as their bodies- mostly old men achieve it-
sopping up viands as gourmands and
making the most of college and kindergarten
their thoughts turn a poised heel
longer than these ladies do
until the new batch of pleasing
does shine itself upon desire
and some do mimic it-
collossoi of Memphis not Memmnon
sing at dawn do you- nay at night
on the screens of smack
and feeding in that magic- of
impress upon the audience
they look out upon themselves
work pant horses' sweat
thin weed starve no rant
and of what steel they're made
or basaalt trimmed at feet of-
the film gods last not three thousand years
of constancy yet a year-
or a few months- as large flat
projections of egotism
the most ephemeral or arts
is the most lifelike- still
worshipped by corporations and audients
for the gold of filthy sum
to be paid- churn machine of monotony
at least a few gasps
can rise out from your cauldron-
now they steal words from poets
yet they thieve passions of queens
purloin they truth and deck it out
fancier more furbelows more pomp
to endure torture they with carved grins
wiry as will to live- daring as Nietzche
these occasion the substitution of Gods
and grasp upwards to attempt
to sieze Deity to bow to them
in acquiescence to their intent
walk the way
stay the time
let me say stars underfoot- metaphor
until they are what they thought
they should become
to be- wanted
won't they make a new Galetea
substitute for the old Sophia
to carve into differance- whom the mythos
of the common man drowns-
strangles- seizes- chains-
devours- and only a mouse squeak
a sparrow squawk a flute note
remains unheard because of
singing of giants-
"They pursue not Helen yet a phantasm of Helen..."
