Hey Chaze, don’t you know…
There are dimples in your perception,
Doubts and ditties too profound to mess with.
Take cover in the undertow, my friend!
Gnostic fabulation is all the rage these days,
Takes the edge off indirection and misdeeds,
It’s not time yet to proceed so take the temporary route.
Be radically temporal in your deliberations.
Seek the arboreal wasteland,
Where detritus and debris is served up for free.
Do not cast dispersion on the wayward and the indisposed.
It’s a laugh or two before the doors close, don’t you know
once and for all.