Fascinating Velvet

Watching the sun set over the horizon,
I ponder the thoughts of self-indulgence.
Catching the wave of a fascinating velvet,
Life's little "bump in the road" has struck again.

Causing the moment to slip past zero,
I leap towards the silver blade of pleasure.
Striking deep in the soul of the River Nile,
Mother Earth and Father Time have captured the Virgin Mary.

Praying to the lifeless limb of a man who does not exist.
I wonder why this has not happened to me as of yet?
Is this another blow to the now departed?
Who controls the mind of the tortured past?

Circling the spiral grey of the jet ahead,
The double cheese burger of lunches past step forward.
Lying in the pool of hazel liquid and sand,
People feel sorry for the soul of the bottle.

The lesson for today as it always seems to be,
Think fast and drink hard, but watch the bottle of shame.
Another victim of the pity train heads towards home,
With the soul of God's hurting child.