Pushing Perfectionists

Its a whirlwind
Counting left-eyed favors
From plastic youth
Far be it from exciting-
Leaving less strange
Sunshine
Lesser stalemates--vex you!


Call inebriation names
Blame its games going blind
Twelve hour shift changes-
So relaxed and conformed
By pushing perfectionists
Who only require of me
And me alone, allow me-
To build castle from cardboard


Lesser-more substance
League of tripping swapping-
Mouth teasers, breathing
How's yesterday? Far too late!
How's my life? Failed at stake
My bounding break's in selfish
Implanted in selfish
Far be it from me to leisure
Who am I to make it easier?