Procrastination of the pen & Emphasis Onus

Screech, like they do in Thrash

Smash, like the thousand panes of shattered glass

Procrastinate, than tell a lie

Any excuse will do, amongst rational company

Ten pages to captivate, one second to die with you

Allow me to emphasize

My point of being

Let me explain these actions

That you call strange

Observably you would not see

All the nuances transacting within my brain

All the cards were stacked as such

I rambled forward with a dead man’s bluff

Ring around the throat

And the answer was a false positive

So do what I had to do, I did

And here you all are standing now

Just like I pictured it