time is like a stale wink in a flurry of numb skulls
killing the landscape with obvious globes of misbegotten tropes.
more of a casual blight than the usual love,
an extraordinary thing… darker now, because…
Time is the sworn enemy of me.
a heap of Judas in the pinwheel of my effigy.
burning too many kingdoms to Queen.
I rejoice when the sour sky has fallen -
but Not Like Happy.
more like a glum sugar on a wave
heaping all the always upon
a Right Now
for Nothing