Critique for no Reason

there is no reason
in any season
for these things I do
I stand here naked
nothing is sacred
right here in front of you
my logic defies
beyond surprise
a lack of common sense
I march without intent
my passion spent
is my lone defense
if I could change
maybe rearrange
the way my mind concludes
upon my perch
my empty eyes search
these cosmic interludes
no there is no reason
unless you think treason
to the language I speak
as I rehearse
these thoughts so terse
it's not even Greek

Gomer LePoet ....