Time lingers in my mind. The lone walks never end

What I seek I never find, for it is lost

As if from me away it has been confined. Yet I myself

Deny the ignorance from the guilt of a squandered life whirling to dust

Yet, while my existence bleeds. Fading like the rays of the western sun

Fermenting ideas wager from vinegar to wine

While the drive, my hope – as expected – lies in truth.

Yet far from abstract reminiscences both calamitous and fond

Of fear or love are mislaid in you and trapped inside of thy mine

Or in lies, told, tasted and retold for so long

Indeed, drank for lack of pride or modesty

In an ether where my breath and heartbeat are trapped tight in song

In a hounding vision, staining the tapestry of my soul’s irrational serenity

Alas, a yet deeper blemish clouts everything! Sadly, I‘m ensnared in its mesh

Veiled deep, tugging at me like currents from the seas who manipulating the crests

Are strong and a transparent fallacy! Flowing flesh to day and day to flesh

Guiding their poisonous ties inside my chest. Thus in pain I survive. Yet I live in lest

Of the burning of my flesh and the liberation of my mind

And the reverie of scandalous shared laughter, like that of children or untamed lovers

Loud and lost! With the lust of a spring day’s rain

Lost and away from memory’s tine

Far from the taints which shred me. Away from the dread of callous times