Another Minute, Mark

It's got to be the way of delay
On this day when we're meant to pay
Pipers, lenders, employers
With out time and energetic sources
Wasted, chastened, fastened
To the market's mythic ploys
Found by nether
Gaining regions
Fickle fountain men
Stuck to tradition's
Religions and farces
Like genteel gender storms
Foundation, cremation, forgetting
It's a creek bed with a memory
That says: make paste! From the
Derby, and crying is the only
Response to emotions beyond 
Our reasoning, even as 
We rush to the edge of a bed
And learn how to leap into 
The waters that dreamland
Coursed down the falls
And made into our misty heights

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