there will come a time when you step out of your front door
only to find
the clock in the house old family clock, heirloom that both of them for all their differences obvious and concealed, real and imagined will both swear and schedule their lives by
only to find
heirloom, heirdoom, doomloom
time inside and outside could not be more relative
and there it is out of nowhere a growing pains singulaity suddenly extreme gravity cosmic, yes, but when you speak them in the boat whirling around the vortes just outside the event horizon
you will learn the apt term, which may, in this case, well be psychosexual
and there they are dictating, prescribing these great theraputic gentlemen
who never in the world did you expect to see in real life
persuading you, pleading with you imploring you
to find your negation of this house of fiction, parental palace of delusion