Complicate me for a dozen sighs
A youthful urgency sick like gin
I panic when I'm left with time
A stranger creature fills this skin
Excuse my mind that remains remote
Confuse an eye that perceives the most
For every answer there is a mask
Full of wonder and steadfast cracks
Time takes another creature for a ride
Preconceived notions fall in kind
A picture splattered for your crime
Some pity scattered for your dime
Slots for coins and the dead dance dainty
The pinstriped smile says...
NOW SIR!
don't be hasty
You see these moments you spend considering ghosts
Comparing their pursuit of legendary quotes
Looking for a season so lovingly stoked
You forget the now and all it's seams
Frayed from function but pleasantly pleased
Exhausted of purpose from the perpetual squeeze
These lines left for common sound
These lies kept for fine tuned clowns
clutter an avenue once so pure
sidestep obscurity now fully mature
Tiptoe the twine now used for speech
Tin can communicators for your leap
A rusted voice box silently weeps
Comfort controlled a room temp torture
Grasping a stone for the high stake mourners
Your God died a thousand times
Your madness was muted by a void streaked sky
I leave you now with so much contradiction
and retire my climb from a floundering friction