Diverge from you’re doing.

for a second stray

away ignoring this,

that crag where you fill falls

feel them slip away-

the giver to that graph,

ignorance gives more,

still some distance

with no distance,

esotericism,

that you consider,

its callous, its false.

all the frolicking

to the long mute tune

the peril not here for you,

so still you shove peak,

the precipice of care,

and.

the lives you could have spared.