it is all fake
all a lie
rapid motions in my eyes
took me out of this gravity drama
supervision failed
the closer to the truth
the more I am alive
and dead to those who devise
marching bands for my fall
surrendering no more
I know
my mind plays games
with shadows of a doubt
for a better reason than fear and flight
it will never be the same
the cage
look at them
Snakes
they will post another god tomorrow
another empty face on a high pole
I will need to behead at the end of the day
looking forward to peace
as the dust settles on a blade
and I again
have no place to stay
sane for the night
or the rest of this morning star’s darkness
taking me for another ride among slaves