as the man drops the juice...

as the man drops the juice
and I'm left with the proof
that I'm sinking and rising
but never once bored
as the screeching and moaning
of those still left roaming
beached in a quandry
the rules are now cast off
and thrown to the side
as I bank with the tide
and a small grey court jester
just stands at the side
and then howls there all evening
hoping someone will hear him
and the howl of his screaming
starts to sound quite unseemly
as he pleads "please release me!
CAN SOMEONE RELEASE ME!
from this life that I've chosen?
and please take me home now
I've forgotten where I came from
so I won't be going back there
but please take me somewhere
far far away...