Pursuit of Intrigue

Colorful places with dreary faces
Walk and talk, worry and resurrection
Looking for refuge in masculine form
Labyrinth of walls and weaving doors
Lofty ambitions transform between sheets
Streams flow and run backwards
To wells that run dry
Loaded smiles, iridescent eyes
Navigation of unforeseen terrain
Midnight man with you comes the dawn of new day
Marked with careless precision
Behind masks of disappointment you hide
Abatement you take and make your own
The isochronisms of consuetude take new form
In distraction numbered by two
In part succumbs to the breath of life cycled to make anew.