Madness proves timeless

A fun house complex for the blitzkrieg

ticking my clockwork with an organic benevolence

It echoes nonsense

a pinball malfunction

Deafening in spaces fully saturated with silence

Don't bother with the pleasantries

My disappointment is not rooted in your confusion

More so inside this pine box called home

inside these ghosts so composed

Hardwood floors and wanting walls

Made bare by minds unable to sow a silver lining

The fruit strip wallpaper lacks a ***** Wonka ingenuity

I gag and smile for the Wilder man now sky strapped

Don't look for a cohesive culture

I retired them with the rest of my favorite functions

they always proved elusive and I always moved nothing

In need of a constant state of awe

No virtual vulture can swoon and pick the best wonder

Common ground under dead satellite sky

A trusted system as we ascend

Cosmic cluttered hibernation for your despondency

A distant sigh suggest no clear conclusion

An earthly scene repeats

slow blue with the newest gizmo

Conflict always comes

What's your remedy?

Where's your memory?

claim another sunset like we still move between black and white wonders

grab another sequence because the last one needs conviction

I needed this room for composure

I needed a stranger way for clarity

Somehow I ended up here with you and these contorted spaces

This lack of grace you convey is the reason I left earth in the first place