Floating weightless in a confused abyss
Surrounded by the changing winds of time.
I inquire for answers that persist;
What are these strange befuddled thoughts of mine?
Vision clears only to darken once more
As I become blinded by suspicion.
Struggling through mirrored haze I do abhor;
Why do these eyes lack faith in commission?
Limbs have grown numb from lack of gravity.
I beg you for a sturdy handhold in
The infinite of this duality;
When will my feet find rugged ground again?
Adrift in this beautiful chaos I
kiss my fatuous sanity goodbye.
Rachel Jurek '15