Uncomposed Madness

Piercingly epodic passages, indistinguishable as snowflakes to the discerning eye, perceived as prevised precept, distinct misgivings groveling about ego's mucky absolution, flaunting deeply defiled relevance as a sense of self-gratifying value, lost art's impetuous reevaluations mid suspicions' efficaciousness transference of slurred refrain's beat tempo, cascading between spaces forgotten & remembrance's sake swirled within inky ravishment of acknowledged exhalations, melodic memories' unhinged metronome arrangements played like escaped violin strings on fire, the truth will burn a path of whorling relentless reflection dancing on quarter tone's double sharp notes, tucked aside as life's dispassionate poetry unfurls in uncomposed madness