In a time of moments and disaster,
in a shard or slice of time.
Was a moment going faster,
was a moment undefined.

In a realm of reason unforeseen,
was a fragment lost in life.
an excuse or barter of reasoning,
it was the end of something real.

Truth or dare with consequence
pay and pay again.
In a fraction or a scent of need
decisions made impend.

Lost is what it's going to be,
the life the loss you gain.
Forever nothing eventually,
her desire has been impressed.

Not long now for the refined you'll see,
might be a day or week or more.
The pan it lay beneath the beef,
between the flames and then it's scoured.

Lessons to be learned for the dead it seems.
Want for need and shame for gain.
Proposal, propisal, proportionality
some in ruse, some in denial.

Nothing short of gain it seems,
in no way short of game.
On one line read variances,
on other read the lies.

Now it's time to ferment thee..
to cast a line out to the tide.
Break the chains bounding thee,
and slip away into myself.