Dissolve

Riddle, come fiddle
Deep inside this realm.
Fast laugh past
The dying song
That lasts and hums
To all that’s sung.
Seep the road, the road of fate.
Until the siren calls a name.
Puzzle gone missing
Deep inside this space.
The planets override
Each person’s dying grace.
Fuzzy as the soft twang
Beats its drum to all.
Coming towards the cave of lore.
Birthing out the polka-dotted world encased in fault.
A tingle shouts to say its doubts
And trouble melts away.
How kind of it to stray!