Must Hurry Poem by noel maddock

MUST HURRY THIS ONE
WITH THE JOURNEY PENDING AND
THE OBOLS WIRED THROUGH
THE TIME FOR LAST GOODBYES PASSED
THE MOURNING ITCH WILL DO ITS THING
AND LIFE'S LEFTOVERS SURE TO BRING ON DESIGNER DISAPPOINTMENT
CHIPPED FROM THE SAME CLIFF AS WHEN LIFE WAS IN FULL SWING

BUT THERE'S NO TIME FOR MORE CLICHES
NO TIME FOR THE CLEVER AND TRAVESTIED ALSO RANS
THERE HAVE ALREADY BEEN FAR TOO MANY
THEY TANGLED THE STRING OF LITTLE TRUTHS
THEY MUDDIED THE SMUDGED INDIFFERENCE
DIVERGED EACH DIVERGENCE
AND SWALLOWED THE SPACE BETWEEN
EVERYTHING THAT NEEDED UNDERSTANDING

NO TIME FOR REGRETS
MISOLOGY HAS BROKEN THROUGH
HANDS GO DEEP NOW INTO MUD
FEELING FOR THE ABORIGINAL SELF
TO GO BEFORE THE COUNCIL OF EARTH
AND BURY ALL WORDS
BURY ALL CONCEPTUAL WEALTH

THIS PUNT WILL TAKE YOU TO THE TIME
BEFORE HOPE CONJURED WITH FEAR
AND FEAR COERCED HOPE TO OPEN THE THOUGHT GATES
AND LET IN THE DISCOMBOBULATING FLOOD