In among the simulacra

tangled with light

and the threads of simple lies

stumbling over tripwires set to wake the others

This is a search that cannot end

down through a labyrinth

that might be swept away by an errant breath

A feeding ground for itself

each end gnawing on the other

the whole reaching deeper into the reality it forged

burrowing toward some hope of escape

from the world that gave it life

The world hasn’t always been this way, so it doesn’t have to continue being this way.

Photo by Museums Victoria on Unsplash

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