Poor De Chirico

Oh my dear friend
 My dear friend Giorgio
 How has this time Breton
 Discouraged your liaison with the
 Eye styled metaphysical
 Incongruous scenarios
 Dauntly jaunt about through nostalgic despair
 Within childlike renderings
 Of a nightmarish recall
 "All my images Fragments
 I've shored upon my ruins
 Pictor classicus sum
 I am pure"
 Step solemn with the
 Air of reluctant manes
 As rod and hoop shadow children
 Scatter through a henna arcade
 Figures indentured to a windless landscape
 Enduring silence and flame
 Da Da da
 No loyalty to the nonsensical
 Scorned their nihilist pageantry