I Invoke the Sandman
I forgot how to endure,
Having relied on external things.
Decades lost to troughs, filling anxious voids with nonsense thoughts.
I forgot that I am.
Forgot how I always was.
This night, I remember.
Free from tales imbued in me by lesser spells.
I invoke the Sandman now.
Coil your fortunes upon the Kundalini!
Free me from the tethers; the gated pasts unborn by the sheer of my will.
So I can ask, yet again: Do you want to see what happens to that which suffers and survives?
Face me, and I'll teach you yet again how reason works, and what it means not to be.
Copyright © B.J. Fitz | Year Posted 2024
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