a collection of bizarre feelings and moments

[veritas]

As advertised,
alone in the Casino lounge
cutting all mortal ties,
as soon as the sword is found.
how have I arrived?
and was I always so bored?
Its that filth around your bathroom sink
that just never cleans right
Its that same secret thought you think
and where is the night light?
a more complex nightmare mechanism
and even greater Grace to balance
the microscopic bugs that live in your lens of vision
and seeing my face inside a palace
like how could I be a king?
these people put me in a well...
the lamentations claustrophobia will bring
the most poignant soulish hell

focus your minds eye some more for me, one more trip to take:


a small dusty road, well worn, off the beaten
a silver and red rustic dinner, obviously oft eaten
a simple sunday evening in a searing summer season
there sits a man, black suit, hasnt moved, isnt breathing.
his thoughts are on the state of his union with existential angst
the time traveller deciding to stay, formally breaking ranks...
the grave digger who sometimes takes a piece of work home
morbid obscurity balanced with a one armed man playing the piano.
what song is it?
the song of the factory worker in the heartland, on his last leg
the bong which olfactorys abhor that are smart looks like a glass egg
but he is married to a waffle house waitress working dayshifts
and he believes that he was abducted in spaceships
and srambled in his brain, implanted with nano tech
so that he is avware of every timeline shift...
oh yeah forgot to rhyme haha but does it even matter at this point?

one more idea for the road to convey:

The riddle. How is being down for whatever the same as up for anything?
call it right down the middle is to see both sides of what each would bring?
when I talk like this they realize i speak from thousands of years in the future.
lol.

These are the constraints that you haven't even constrained yourself with and how to easily shirk them. end transmission.