Blazing down with coldly cloudless cruelty,
That orb illumes bare truths uncaring,
The pale things in the darkest of places
Going unlit for ultra insouciance
In the face of overt overtures, glaring.
Spinal tap for fluid overloaded, hyper
Dreams locked in that viscous flow,
Tingles for fake signals along locks
Better kept by torn cuffs of sense
Too long in the black, now confused.
Insouciant, the greatest evil is apparent
In trivial matters, those representations
Which stare on despite having been told,
Knowing elsewise what is and was, yet
Forever stony, uncaring, hard of heart.