Myopic muddle 
as beauty swirls
hues of heaven
yet bypasses
static statues that
pose as sentient
beings beknighted
dawn’s divine dream
seen as bland mirror
on ebbing eyewash
cathartic colour is
a universal uplift 
even for low level
lustrous earth dweller
Immersed in skewed slant
I bandy icicled retort
as though taut timing
ever swayed rigid 
stone age postures 
elysian echo a speck
in azurite caves 
to auditory aloofness
allied to blinkered 
whim ‘s wanton 
plight with dull 
and dim twist 
dispersed  among 
 trivial  terrains
 alienation personified
vessel vacuous and void
rehabilitation of 
the wayward faculty
a burst balloon blip
outsider ostracised
from gilded gardens
and sumptuous bloom
of ripe recrudescence
still limp laggard 
on hackneyed cue
might yet stumble on
the fig of wakening