time lag

one wonder and a window on the world, we wind away.  our way is waste we allow.  left straight back, we take a mistake for a right turn to make. 

truth does not deem.  as love fails, life falls.  day is down, evening lower.  we work full-time, as if to interrogate space, prosecute and execute the perverse universe. 

this is the close, as high time surely shows.  this the end, is late for a mend. 
one last point to add... so sorry, so sad,
though there is a time lag, the cat's out of the bag.

sarva.