Happy accidents

Disservice to the soul
Barking on my patience
Relaxation is hard
For the lazy.
Your no different,
Calulator minds,
Wasting my time.
Riding the waves,
Don't care for the weather.

Questions run deep,
Cores rarely exposed,
New home in the Autumn,
Summer was better,
Even if nothing was getting done.
Time lords are lucky bastards,
They can make a new life each time.
We only get one.
For all we know that is.
Absurdity is permanent,
Till we evolve.

Still waters run deep,
Towards a pool of pointlessness,
A fun ride at least,
Don't let the laws bring you down.
We all live our dreams in the end.
Some get nightmares,
For them I dread,
That they find thier happy ending too.
Even though, I'm just a fool.