Euphemistic Apanthropinization

This mystery of misery
Plagues my heart and soul;
The irrelevance of benevolence
Will surely seize its toll
As sorrow frisks my pockets
And indifference takes control.

I weep for the inique who contrever
To reap my heart and rape the soul
Of the insolent innocents who dissever
The man from the mandate
Of the abashedly beatific imaginative abjection
In the contrivision of solition from forever.

Alas, arrival will merely birth demur
In the demure of this sombre solicitation
That ever balks in the back of conscience
Whom bades omnipotence to instants
In the instance of apocryphal omniscience
Where blades dissever my heart from the soul
Of my sole desire - a singular instance -
A mere instance that defines my causational existence.

Satire, I fantasize with quietus
(An existence devoted to nonexistence)
A flirtation with the flickering flame
A nuance to the fraying noose
Oh love, it is such a terribly strong attraction
Flickering at the fraying horizons of vision,
An irrevocable attraction for indecision
Waiting for the seams to fall loose
In the hope that seems to be central
To the foreign concept of a final insistence,
This knowledge I possess beyond my years
That ends in tandem before my time
In symbiosis with the coming of lonely tears.

Indifference takes control
And sorrow frisks my pockets,
So surely they will seize their toll
As benevolence is irrelevant ,
For the plaguer is heart and soul
In this mystery of misery.