Journey Into Lassitude

Timeless time is punctuated, stressed out and over emphasized
As the Average Joe is cringing, arms folded tightly to his heaving
chest
Soaring temperature shakes him like a puffed up baby's rattle
He shivers uncontrollably, only wants a penny ante intermezzo
From this topsy-turvy corkscrew trip, Life's twisted roller coaster
ride

The misguided superiority of the savvy businessman
Belies a clearcut hangman's disposition, a penchant for his punchline
power
Glossed-over peccadilloes criss-cross his journey into lassitude
A clever eidolon spider spins his negative press into glossy
positives
He fabricates unminted stories like a counterculture copper penny
Pounded, polished consolation, anodyne acceptance,
Quick-trigger versions; soothing, comforting, shiny new
Boldy spoken, arrogant words says he's weak, exhausted,
weary of the daily torpor, amidst apologetic smiles and plausible
regrets

He's pious and contrite as he falls down on his calloused knees
Hopes for effortless redux, a picture perfect tradeoff
The public's glinting hawkeyes see through his grand illusion
They've heard it all before in boring, blaring bleeps
His measured weathervanes fast become his failing faultlines
An oil-rich pumping pipeline fails to keep him company
with his listless lattitudes and mea culpa longitudes
His loud effusive emanations beg forgiveness, plea-bargain
monotones
Interfaced impartiality, part and parcel of the devil's bargain
His cloudy saline sins offend, 'cause he's made his monied pact with
hell
Now he's selling off his blooded stock, all to no avail, no avail