Again and Again

Lost on a path to the grave
Past twinkling dessert spray
Lost in array
As eyeballs of emeralds
Dancing in decay.

Dropping past the soft saultry skin
Of lustful jaberwocky and kin
Is seen listless teaming sin
Of simple peasents holding tin
Filled with thoughts remembered again.

Now I watch in disarray
Hair afloat all about today
Wondering of the nature lost within
That is only as I see it
As fatefull cities again and again.