ignore,
as might,
the tide abides no soul,
wayward wretch, or
messiah allike
combined demise arrives,
contrived
and unwaivered, seasons
turn, turn, tune, torn, apart
a portion of
time,
species subsidiary,
all ache and 
contrary,
ancient wasted action,
contractually degraded
and
obliged-
yet,
all this try confides
some
stern sensation forward
owed
some ancestral dower
to outward thought
expansion,
that flaccid passive
onlooking,
unsustained  
depraved
unwashed and
unsaved-
no place to stay,
not,
at least,
in these perceived standings