It could be love – it could be lust – whatever it leaves my heart in the dust

To choose a life of passion and play – perhaps hedonistic and cray cray

Can’t help myself I hate to say – a maddening emotion I’ll keep at bay

Like the accumulating timestream experience of all – a soulstream evolving awaiting the fall  

Yet in the moment is the place of power – let us not waste a second a minute or an hour

Patience a virtue I can’t understand – wondering the necessity of it my friend

Your sweetness is a joy to behold – your voice soothes like a gentle scold

Your eyes strikingly aware – melts my heart with a glance I’m laid bare

Enough janefoolery I’ll be done - just wanted to thank you – this is great fun

Something is amiss
in this dark dismal abyss.

Something is off,
out of sync
with the way I think
we all should be.

Something isn’t right
about this human plight.

Perhaps it is the fact
that the will I have to act
has been disintegrated.

Maybe it is because
the species that I love,
this herd of humans
has led me to believe
there is no better future
left to see.

Humanity has taken
that last shreds of faith I have.
Our species has shaken
the very core
of my once hopeful mind.

Now, I find I have no purpose
because of this worthless
existence.
A lack of meaning
and human decency
has stole from me
the drive to be
anything more than
a twig floating in
our shared timestream.