The seeming impossibility of the Great Pyramid
Engendered in him such contempt for people
That he chose isolation lest he start screaming
How petty and foolish were their vainglorious
Accomplishments compared to even a single
Miraculous fact about the Great Pyramid.
Every inch of his shitty room was choked with
Handwritten manuscripts, drawings, website
Images downloaded over the years, and books
On aspects of Egyptology. To make ends meet
He worked as a gofer in a real estate law firm
Filing eviction papers in the city hall’s stale air
While distancing himself from that wage slavery
With thoughts of the Great Pyramid’s mysteries.
Then one day a young paralegal came to work
At the firm. Observing her at the copying machine
He was so flabbergasted by her perfect proportions
And symmetries that a vast new area of research
Opened for him that night in which he learned how
Many of the ancient world’s first investigations of
Ratio and design were attempts to identify the
Ideal proportions of feminine beauty. Consequently
The bust of Queen Nefertiti created by the sculptor
Thutmose in approximately 1350 BC became his
New infatuation whereby he conceived of Nefertiti
As an anthropomorphic culmination of principles
Materialized centuries earlier in the Great Pyramid.
There came a day, again at the copying machine,
When he sought to explain his recondite investigations
To the young paralegal: how the secrets of insight and
Achievement by the ancients lay first in empirically
Deriving laws of womanly allure, then expressing
Those discoveries in the Great Pyramid and finally
Rendering them in flesh and blood so to speak as the
Bust of Nefertiti. ‘The proof of the pudding,’ he said
Excitedly, desperately, with everything riding on this,
“The proof of the pudding,” he gasped as he shot her
A raised-eyebrow glance connoting some vision of
An impossible intimacy, “The proof of the pudding is
In what the name Nefertiti literally means — which is –
Which is – um – um — the beautiful one has arrived!”
