The brunt of the moment

Caught clear in the trap

Of whistle and torment

In a Freudian gap-

Moisten the vessel

That impeaches the fray

While renegades wrestle

And charter the day.

Optimism and egoism,

Their distinction is moot

In a paroxysm

Of flourish to suit:

The quote of the night

Developed in tandem

As rugged legends indict

Inevitable distractions at random.