Occupied with Absurdity 

How did my life ever get this way?
I hear so many fools say
Live to fight another day
A rationale for retreat on display,

Looking back then looking ahead
For many a reason to feel dread
That boy must be off of his meds
The nagging feeling of all your life being misled,

Slowly succumbing to the unknown

I swear I can still hear her moan

Trying to remove the sword from the stone

Knowing that this bird had flown,

Each day in forbidden terrain

Just one step ahead of the insane

Reprieve of the fate of the whooping crane

So many unable to take the strain,

The fatal asteroid grows every nearer

As I glance disapprovingly in the mirror

The powers that be instill fear

The reasons aren’t always exactly clear,

My darling Suzette you were never quite there

Those rare moments when you were without a care

An unattainable epiphany on Time Square

As vague and elusive as truth if you dare,

There were times I thought I had found my way

Then I found myself strangely gone astray

Seemed there was nothing else to do but pray

Love, the greatest source of my dismay,

Why was I born in an age of uncertainty?

As bewitching as a persistent memory

All these impressions devilishly beseech me

I spend my time ore-occupied with absurdity.