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