No time for love Dr. Jones

Teeth grinding
have to unclench the jaw  
Shhhhh…
if you don’t mind  
I’m trying to coalesce into a unified flaw
Refreezing
after the last big thaw
putting a hex on Apollo  
for all his empty promises
of a sun filled tomorrow  
Poseidon can keep the seas  
I’ll keep my ocean in a bucket
I don’t need a trident
to stir the pot  
and I’m not
in the mood  
to be in the middle  
of middle America  
with nothing but time  
to puzzle out  
how this puzzle
puzzles together
I don’t know man draw your own damn  
insta-parallel-a gram
I had a dream once too
a pack of reds
and a full tank of gas  
but I was too lazy get off my ass
as with all things
it’ll pass