Time Has Deserted Us

The coolest enemy

That I have ever seen

Is humming of impending war

He slouches on the couch

And tramples of the vow

Not to come here anymore

Some odd persistent nerve

That he has got preserved

When I am all dry ice to touch

An unaffected smile

To add up to his pile

Of insolence immaculate

Time has deserted us

So have our days

The author has written us

Out of his play

And without a sound

I'll gently vaporize

He is bringing drinks and talk

And chicken wings on fork

That dances on his master plan

And everything gets turned

Like nothing's ever learned

The gates of hell unlock themselves

Now what else could it be

When you face your enemy

Still too soft shelled to withstand

This growing pressure balloon

Is meant to crack up soon

For silence to be infinite

Time has deserted us

So have our days

The author has written us

Out of his play

And without a sound

I'll slowly glide away

I am not saying where I am headed

Or where I will end

Surely would not regret it

I am not precious but well spent

And without a sound

I'll quickly vaporize

Closed ends

Past tense

Dead friends

No offense