Attention, Attention

Attention, Attention.
A slight apprehension,
A wearing ascension,
A calm intervention

Arising perplexion.
Allowing affection.
Earns a collection
Of deep imperfection.

Moments to swallow.
Lies, that ring hollow,
Feel funny tomorrow.
They beg. Or yet, borrow

On your conscience,
In complex
Convergence of convex
and silencing reflex.

Oh sorrowful suspects.

Take this then with you:
A brand new cute hairdo,
A partytime peekaboo
Capulet, Montague.

Time is now running.
Their counsel is cunning.
Emotions are humming,
Gold, greased from hot sunning.

Now they then can see us,
While we are waiting.
Up high, like Zacchaeus
On pensive parading.

​11/10/21