Before the drugged fog cleared
I'd embraced the notion of dreams
No more an inky black retreat
Make my rest a proscenium
For some nascent ideal self
Or a phantasmagoria unweighted
Unchained from the wheel

But every night, it's the same
Fractal Failures of daily life
Endless pursuit
Fear, helplessness, anxiety, and guilt

Swollen with venom
Delay living by this wide margin
Yet this marginal decay affects
Those currently rotting

Blessed be the mound
Let it seethe
Piece by brick by block
Carry your own enigma forth
Let not wisdom be denied
Wasteful worry will kill the path

Cascading insecurity bewilders
No, betrayal!
Fear breeds reflexive treachery
Decreed by blood

Arbitrary differentiation ignites
Sacred identity reigns
Entitled.
Perpetuate.