Volcanic fury spies my bane,
Fragment the skies for ****** rain.
Malaise, ire, eclipsing lunar wane,
Taste ferric gore of inner vain.

Cannot expel this rotten stain,
Neural nets collide with a train.
My brain is made of candy cane,
Fake a smile lest I turn insane.

Murky shadows caress my mane,
While scintillating colors reign -
Supreme blades seek to slain..
That argent asp from memory lane.

Once scattered amidst the grain,
Mellow peace stole away my chain.
Find me some red paella in Spain,
Bask in sunny shine by the Seine.

Living a lie, what would I gain?
Revel in glory, yet there is pain.
Carpe diem, the future I disdain,
All aboard the seismic hydroplane.