Edges of Reality

What if this were false
An illusionary trap
How would one escape?

Refusal to play?
Examining each crevice
For hint of weakness?

I grow sick of it
A facade once welcoming
A farce underneath

There is no justice
Only methods of control
God’s name used in vain

Perhaps these are clues
To snap me from this matrix
An unreal torment

To both go and stay
I came to solve this puzzle
And solve it I will.

But what’s left to test
Alone in the wilderness
Besides time itself

So I sit hungry
Searching for Eve and Eden
And that flaming sword


~ by songoflove on March 20, 2017.

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