The Day Drools On And On

The day drools on and on Through pace of splattered still The dreams that are now gone Old loneliness shall fill Of drifting thoughts in lures The heart beats out in time Like lost or done contours That gave their deck of prime A soldierly mood in line With painted veils to tile Morning gone in sunshine Of a pondering moment's while Cleanse of the evening to come In moods of tincture's plays Where fire in tomorrow is from Before the seas of dark laze My stolen heart shall react To every rumpled cloudy clods That the golden ways blacked With its misty and gray wads And made these seas to cease Into the dim deep space abyss Be only of memories timepiece In its remembered timeless bliss