As Is

Time wantonly castigates perfection
In saddeningly cold reflection;
Change is incomprehensive to illusion.
Growth outpourings devil diminution
Stood frank & awful across tabled eyes
Wet from agency repressed by surprise.
Life binds fancies of everyday madness
As if bored by knowing what escape is.
When stung, defensive minds enact cruelty
while persuaded hope envisions duty.