They twisted in space

Coiled like two serpents.

Hero’s and monsters

Set me free.

Set me on the road

To be.

Sometimes prison

Sometimes sky.

Limitless in

Learning and

desolate in remembering.

There needs to be

A place to flee.

A space of acclamation.

But all I find 

In my star crossed mind

Is reduction

To destruction.

Its the world that

Twists.

Its the world that

Burns.

Full of filth

And fury.

So I hurl

My bile

For the longest

Mile.

And hope for salvation.

Lost in a world

Of deceitful words.

We walk for miles

Treading on all

The lies.

Looking through mirrored

Smiles.

Loving the absurd.