Existence disguised as quest
to dominate, to damn
an impulse garden,
repentant augment
of neuroluminescence
in beautiful prisons
repurposing the superstitial
superstitious offerings of the ignorant
when they would turn lucidity into compulsion,
and yet I fail to see
the significance of the simplicity
if we have neglected to consult the proponents:
as far as I have strayed from the mean of myself,
it is a petite deviation.