Saturday, December 31, 2016

Mazes



Remove my heart surgically
With love
Remove my viscera
With exquisite and expert mastery
Remove my brain
And all my hysteria
My soul remains
However shallow and empty
My body
A cavernous
Carnal depths
To explore
Is meat
For a great feast
With no soul
I am but a beast
In a world
Without purpose
The absurdity drives me
To utter madness
We are lost
From first to least
Nothing more
Nothing less
There is just a life
Lived for mazes
And tests
We are mice
Running
For cheese
We are not Theseus
Saving the Athenian youth