And rock-strewn valleys trying to learn
The meaning of things, attempting to
Get closer to the gods, perhaps to earn
A vision, spurred by heat, thirst, emptiness,
To fill the void, the bottomless yearn
Inside my bored, random soul, cursed by
Cosseted comfort ... failure to discern.
And what did I find?
Enough to drive me out
Of my fucking mind.
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