Unsolvency

Swings a pendulum on my neck
Lolling beatless to the mind
Heaving
Swaying
Closed in Truth of Lie

meditation spells
Send me down
To the hells
A colding, wantless place
Devils are of every corner
A conglomerate nothing
It whispers like static
of just parts of things
lessening importance
to infinity

Now to keep my head skyward
Heaven knows the time's ripe
Now to fish my innards out
to life
I bring my eyes
-- none else obliged
From the ever fathomed sea
To look high
at grey sky
at inkling unsolvency