There are weeds growing outside;
between memories of the mind, lush and green.
Ferrying a trip from a far-off breeze,
the unsavory seed set in with astounding ease.
Reeking of vile intent but within shroud of tolerance,
lactose newborn innocence splashed everywhere sliding the tongue of silver past my senses.
In guise of pleasant unpleasantries, the apocalypse haboured;
manored indiscriminately by the unfaltering eyes of self-compassion.
A catastrophic mistake transposing a bedrock in place of a root;
borderline negligence falling to the elusive firm of its premature state.
The severity of past conquests plainly lay engraved in molar history;
now the tongue threatens a disclaimer on such distaste - limit issues.
If not paved with trinkets, but what is the path to fulfillment in acquisition;
element Pixy Dustium, of vivid cognitive Picasso's, mystical hyperbole of extinction-bound rocks?
Revelation of subsequent morphology of the mind when exposed to the lethal radiating effects of time;
long ignored when forever they chuckles of the mind's intrinsicates and complexities.
Casino anecdote painting scenery with playful anticipation, expectation and misguided intentions;
adept in art of the cunning, yet so evident in existence as ones perception of two eyes.
even the wholesome orchestration of a concerto bare minimal brushstroke on tipping scales
A few paces away buried partially next to simplicity lies resolution;
an infallible brew that bubbles up all hindrance.
As alluring its now familiar scent takes a subtle form of sweetness bottled within,
fantasy gives way to reason uncertainty being theme mid-season.
With that aged plank on main, the shaky ground proves fool's rush in;
alternate vein flow of the half reluctant witty skeptic that exists.
Loosing goose on dollar and fake change deja vu of wasteful efforts;
expiry date long past.