House Analogue

Soon I will be idle
But not before I'm ready
Not a moment too soon
Stillness, it comes like a hammer to the teeth

So simple to be misunderstood
What can I do?
Post to the people
Start threads, roll heads, and miss connections

But even by the coffin and the nail
Does the serpent finish eating its tail?
As far as the ego comes, I have an ancient one

Now more than ever
Split from the top of the thing
Fountain to the spring
Each time I chеck it is different
Is it? Isn't it?
It is, isn't it?