has the part been over
played?
karmic correction for
days former,
all narcissistic
informed
and adorning,
sustained in insubordination 
the stage, eroded,
the scenery 
a delicacy to
vicious 
idiots
with over-sized
dreams.

in all time
still
unknowing,
engaged in patterns
showing, and
shown 
to be deficiencies 
exquisitely extrapolated
while
capitulated truth
goes
inattentively along,
just,
a song,
muttered out, loud,
the ancient tune,
sacral 
in succinct disharmony 
and 
kept just above tepid
at all
times
by
frictioned philosophies 
and
the abstract actualities
deeming
themselves regent,
or something supreme
enough
to be out calling
all
the shots.

so buried wishes
wash
the instinct,
while
ponderance 
propagates and ganders
in all known
but
lacking understanding.