A Slant In Time

What is time? But a rotation of the planets, A love gone to the wind, Or a setting of the sun? Sometimes we can’t tell the day, But by the bottle we drink. Or the books I read, …Plato, Steinbeck, and old Walts leaves. What is art? But a set of statements, An aesthetic feeling, Or a theory on communication? And other times I sit in the wind, Nostalgic story’s swim in the chaos of thoughts. A world of energy measured by mass, To the speed of light, …Have you ever seen God? Or a rope strung to the choking of seeds? Submission, Submission, A world I don’t want to keep. Do you know what it is to hurt? Love burnt to a gravitational hole, Failure that sticks like a parasite …to the bone. Loss of light, Loss of touch, Loss of comprehension, It hurts so much. Here we dwell where time has no meaning, A court of the gods, With a promised feast Consumed by gluttonous dogs. Out in the hills we roam, Lost like infantile, mad children. To a hunt of tragedy, Is the mistake of Cephalus. Can you feel the cold chill, The rains of pain? The wind is our home, And a soft mad echo Speaks to us, …what is it saying? What does it mean, To be? Standing one with nature, Crouched by a river, Can we interpret the drones Of a suburban family? They speak of regulation, And hold a working class hero As the sweets of moderation. Doesn’t the road of excess Lead us to the palace of wisdom, And can’t we say truth Is but of a relative nature? But behold, I believe in a long Derangement of the senses To Obtain The Unknown. Though, What is life? Art, poetry, a figment of the imagination. The skeptic concludes To a weak will. The artist spins a love Of Degradation. The contemplative Reaches the of height of formation. The meaning, What is reason for the meaning? A will, a thought, a spinning of a thread, Or, The fabrics of dread. Two paths, one entity, A system from a creed of deities. Can you speak when I say, “Reckless abandonment, Deranged lonely nights, Failed plains inside the mind. So useless to try, The common misperceptions of what’s right, And the twinkle of tears gone by, …Welcome to life.”