An angle unseen Begets erratum Prison of neurons Torn asunder Your spirit thrust into the levity of a thousand spheres Your worthless mind refracting eons of sentience Your will lay barren under the scrutiny of notion Murmur Of untruth Yearning of Lore interred The heart swells gravid in marrows of greed Probing at vessels of unending psyche Languishing with Every limp forward Legions of dreams Ablaze in desire A mind is split and married starward Whelmed with myriads of fractal thought Bodies of cells spiral inward To grasp that which You once beheld