Spiritual Brain Candy

Equal parts fun-in-the-sun & juvenile hall,
The band and beat of life rolls on
Slouching remorselessly at the same rate of progress
as the ideal end of the world
Conjuring daydreams too potent to misconstrue
& fraternizing with exceptions to the art of destiny
Transcribing the most peculiar deity’s musings
As it hobbles through scarlet honeymoons
& skins fortunes off visionaries’ fingertips,
Blackened over with the dust of ages lining an unread palm no end
Biding no time, merely destroying it with impunity