Helium Delirium

A moral license
Born of false magnificence

Unending significance
In the devoid abyss

Sod all to reminisce
On the edge of bliss

A pyrite lined cloud
Over fields unploughed
Buried yet avowed

Queen of trifles
Trading reverence for rifles
Voice stifled before eyefuls
Orally lionized
With daydreams derealized

Only in time
Comes the shift of the paradigm
The wonderful, coincidental sublime
Only in time...

Filled with helium
Life's become a gas
Then it leaves me in delirium
Knuckling brass
For a spur-of-the-moment lament
Defeated and deflated
Waiting for what was fated

Is it so insidious,
To be so ephemerally zealous?
Let's just say it's serendipitous