My acute dementia Seems to precipitate the need for immediate euthanasia A hurried departure Through the aperture Deep set in the hollowness of time Because essentially life’s been a lackluster mime Imbibing flawlessly flawed ideas That inform my capricious Nature to various stimuli It’s a life story based on a true lie Frivolities interspersed with grave concerns The myriad adjourns Futile attempts at mitigating A self-imposed galling.