Time                         find

upon                         And

Time                         find 

upon                         And 

Time                         find

Seek out Seek out Seek out Seek out Seek out Seek out Seek out Seek out Seek out Seek out Seek out Seek out Seek out 

forget It forget It forget It forget It forget It forget It forget It forget It forget It forget It forget It forget It forget It

Stay                          time 

put                            Upon 

Stay                          time 

put                            Upon 

Stay                          time 

Whatever

Waiting all the while

And not even a fraction of as patiently as I pretend

Working until I could work no longer

Crying until I could cry no longer 

Driving until I could drive no longer

Walking until I could walk no longer 

Finally 

A moment's rest

I nervously glance at my shoes

Knowing sometime earlier I wore through the soles

Oh, great 

I'm honestly too medicated to be awash in horror 

I merely observe the blood

Because it appears I also wore through my feet  

Kali Yuga

an era 

an apex

this is when the greatest numbers of words are being said

this is when the fewest numbers of words are being heard 

a weed was once a flower out of place 

now it is merely a weed 

a lie, often before a mere lack of information 

is itself, now a lie 

deliberate

begging for our damnation 

we have fully succumb to the Maya 

until the born-blue rose 

arises from the cobalt isotope radiation

witnessed by the light of stars 

that we will never see 

Ringmaster

You do not know 

And you will not know 

What the magician has planned for the end of the show 

Nor what painstaking lengths at which he did go

To ensure it is so

And it will never be quite clear 

What machinations brought him here

Or what exactly he held so dear 

Merely mumbles of something about his career 

Murmurs of something you didn't quite hear 

For years to come; those sleights of hand 

The sheer precision of collected command

The details you missed in the mists and the sand

Such a simple schema under guise so grand 

And it all comes full-circle, when the wheels are in motion,

the juggling acts and the senseless devotion

the hastened antidote to a crude and poison potion

Disappearing, reappearing, at mere mention or notion

Breaking out of cages, falling from floors- 

As fluid as the ocean.