Oh how cruel this insanity!
Inspiration my sweet gravity
Collapse beneath, fall to down
Cherubic smile to cherubic frown.
But walk upon and raise your eyes
I know. I know. I hear such lies
They pass my lips as much as yours
I pass through one and many doors.
Parchment please, and pens also!
What subtext this here down below?
Oh I speak such fast, fluent Freud
What instincts have I employed?
Bestial fortune Darwin speaking
Quizmaster general answers seeking
Searching yet having all the while
Cherubic frown to cherubic smile.
I pass on once and not a second
Tertiary choices logic beckoned
Oh wait for me what once I had
This life walks on all dark garb clad.
Retrospection nostalgia curse
What once had could not be worse
No green grass on either fence
Will I find it soon, this recompense?
© Kris Blackburn 19/09/12