Insanity's a hunter
I run alone
and in the chase
I find myself foundation-less
waves steal my feeble castle
Drowned
Mediocrity is effortless
A naked boat
on a windless sea
Unmoving, direction-less
and unable to care
A blank
Desire is a furnace
warming hearts
and without form
it consumes and leaves one control-less
like a parasite or master
Compelling
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