Where does my mind slip when my head tips from habit?

When does the time skip and reveal gold watches tenaciously ticking?

Humans lost in conditions that may be DNA inclined

Casually projected with a fingerprint manifested for clarity on the fly

You see we all lose time with formal fictions for the sake of momentary highs

Sometimes they cross and we find the cost is frenzied f*cks for forgetting

Then into the world that never needed so many institutions

I watched those mouths claim purity while plucking a sidewalk bloom

Trivial for some but then again I never knew traditional company

Dead white in the cold clutch and I never heard the sighs

They knew the cost for slow motion gods and the tides slowly lost reason

Another casualty in a war for reality between mind and vulnerable eye

What an absurd rotation

What an exhausting flirtation

When obscurity speaks a lie