When Progress Regresses

Matters little when life like a lifeless leaf in the wind trembles Surging forth, seeking serenity, summoning common sense In quarters cut off from conversation and creative communication mumbles As couples lost in the mendacity miasma boast and coast in notoriety nonsense. Matters less when fickle fantasy like a nightmare numbs Reason imprisoned in a zone unzipped from progress In circumstances and instances that indifference hums As couples cooped and hooked on catastrophe create chaos and retrogress. Matters more when sense and its essence like transformers matrimony transfigure Sanity, supporting insanity and inanity as egos soar to the fore In debates fed on acrimony and the prospect of an alimony figure Lures and miscues clues that hurt the matrimony core on its floor. Matters little when fuss like spittle fumbles and grumbles Assuming pantagruelian proportions and portions in misnamed missions Built on the back of vanity whose futility fumbles and crumbles When prospects of separation and alienation fuel and fly freak, frenzy frictions.