We’re lost in dark twisted ways,
Daedalus’ maze got our brain in a haze.
Distortion of space and warping of referential state,
Brain expands at an exponential rate.
Catch the heart and its beat skip a blip;
No quick fix for universal conflicts.
Summoning true passion, it comes from inside,
Troubling new fashion rides with the tide,
Endlessly trying to find the time to rewind,
Breathlessly victim to a slowly tightening bind;
One might find…
Electrical spikes and resulting poetical plights interfere,
Now consulting the Blind Seer.
Keep clear as he draws near,
Predicting a future filled with fear…
Our gazes are caught in the crystal ball,
A long look, enthralled, we finally see;
And fail to catch ourselves fall.
A plot undermined, last notch, the last plateau,
Know the future will align as we watch the grapevine grow.
Overexposed to shows and underexposed to prose.
Perceive a thought through in silence, who knows?
Just keep your noncompliance undisclosed from the masses.
Sit back, keep track of ideas they extract from history classes,
(With no kneejerk reactions)
We are all equally a victim to an ocular affliction,
Predictions are useful as unconstrained gas rarefaction.
Neglect friction, a blatant contradiction,
Never was a crime to encroach and climb the high vine
And broach through those unknowingly entwined.
But the clock ticks rhythmically;
As we anciently age, waiting patiently for the savior of mankind.
But he remains in vagrancy,
Leaving no chance to rewind the measures of time.